Sweet Dreams

Hanging from the chandelier, 
What your looking for is here uh, 
I’ll kiss you like I mean it, 
She says you must be dreamin, 
Maybe this is a curse, so all these girls are in my face ah, 
R-R-R-Recognize this place, because I run this

Jesus don’t get between us, we’re all just having fun, 
This girl is looking at me like I’m the only one, 
I got that paper baby, that gets ya what ya want, 
I’m thinking later maybe, we’ll get it going on

Sweet dreams are made of these, 
Sweet dreams are made of these, 
Travel the world and the seven seas, 
Everybody’s looking for something,

[Hook]

Guns, [bad word]  weed, money, YSL, 
Gold chain, Maserati, penthouse, helicopter, fame, 
Guns, [bad word]  weed, money, YSL, 
Gold chain, Maserati, penthouse, helicopter, fame

What ya lookin at baby is a [bad word] legend in the making, 
For the rest of your life I’ll be there, 
I’ll be stuck in your head like the roots of your hair, 
I’m the ...

You tell me, ’cause I know that you’ve heard, 
That L-E-F-T ist that one MC that spits [bad word] superb, 
I’m killing them with this, I’m killing them with that, 
I’ll make it disappear and then I’ll bring it back, 
It’s like I’m in the black and white ... 
I’m in a ... for you, it takes two 

And it should take you as long as it does to pursue, 
So brand new, As soon as you ran through, I knew what I had to do 
It takes two 
And it should take you as long as it does to pursue, 
So brand new, As soon as you ran through, I knew what I had to do 
It takes two or maybe only one 
Oh my god what the [bad word] is going on? 
She asked me what have I become, 
And I’m looking at her like I know this one, 
I’m faded, daddy I think I made it,  [bad word] being underrated, i wannna have everything they did
[Hook]

Guns, [bad word]  weed, money, YSL, 
Gold chain, Maserati, penthouse, helicopter, fame, 
Guns, [bad word]  weed, money, YSL, 
Gold chain, Maserati, penthouse, helicopter, fame

What ya lookin at baby is a [bad word] legend in the making, 
For the rest of your life I’ll be there, 
I’ll be stuck in your head like the roots of your hair