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I gotta be honest, I gotta be honest
Hearts been walked on, so I’m cautious
I gotta stay cautious
When I start falling, I just stop
Baby, I stop it
Cause I know it’s not you
And I’ve waited for you
But then my bed grows colder like my empty shoulder
What can I do?
Cause it’s too hard to face all alone on this pillow
Waiting for your love wishing it was that simple
Knowing that you’re out there looking for me
Why haven’t I met you?

If only I met you you you you
If only I met you you you you
Why haven’t I met you you you you
If only I met you
Why haven’t I met you?

I gotta be honest. just let me be honest
Got trust issues, I’m not flawless
Never second guess me girl, I promise
Baby I promise
Cause I know it’s not you
And I’ve waited for you
But now my bed grows colder like my empty shoulder
What can I do?
Cause it’s too hard to face all alone on this pillow
Waiting for your love wishing it was that simple
Knowing that you’re out there looking for me
Why haven’t I met you?

If only I met you you you you
If only I met you you you you
Why haven’t I met you you you you
If only I met you
Why haven’t I met you?

And I know you’re holding out
Need me to come around
Know that I won’t let you down

Cause it’s too hard to face all alone on this pillow
Waiting for your love wishing it was that simple
Knowing that you’re out there looking for me
Why haven’t I met you?
If only I met you

When I saw you in my dream
You wore the crown, you were my king
I hope you know you are my everything (everything, everything)
You are the wind under my wings
I’m in the clouds, you take me high (high, high, high, high, high)
You make me float, you make me fly (fly, fly, fly, fly, fly)
I hope you know you are my paradise (paradise)

[Chorus: Nicole Scherzinger]
And this is how it sounds when I’m walking on the sky
Du du du du-du du du
Du du du du du-du du du
Du du du du-du du du
Du du du du du-du du du
Du du du du-du du du
Boy this love is like a dream
You are the wind under my wings

[Verse 1: will.i.am & Nicole Scherzinger]
Hey bae, you know you got me
OD when I rock your body all night (yeah)
Over time girl, we go OT
You love my D-I-C what you like? (yeah)
Double tap when I saw you on site
You put me in a spell, check you’re my type (yeah)
You’re the kinda chick that I like (yeah)
You’re the kinda chick that I like (yeah)
Hey bae, come tease me, please me
I make you my side piece and my wife (yeah)
Freakin’, then take it easy
Hop in my cockpit, we gon’ take flight (yeah)
When I go down you in paradise
Feelin’ that trill o’ high, so don’t be ‘fraid of heights

[Chorus: Nicole Scherzinger]
And this is how it sounds when I’m walking on the sky
Du du du du-du du du
Du du du du du-du du du
Du du du du-du du du
Du du du du du-du du du
Du du du du-du du du
Boy this love is like a dream
You are the wind under my wings

[Verse 2: apl.de.ap & Nicole Scherzinger]
Hey bae, you got what I need
I like it when you on me all day (yeah)
Hey bae, I’m planting my seed
Then 39 weeks, she’ll have my baby (what?)
Lately I’ve been thinking ‘bout baby name
But maybe I’m crazy (yeah)
Let’s take it slow, like John Legend’s set (yeah)
Let’s take it slow like John Legend’s set (yeah)
Me and you could take a time
Watch the years and days and hours pass by (yeah)
Hey bae, you got the hourglass type sh**
That’ll make me say “my oh my” (yeah)
Hey bae I love the way you sound
So when we be gettin’ down, you make me feel high

[Chorus: Nicole Scherzinger]
And this is how it sounds when I’m walking on the sky
Du du du du-du du du
Du du du du du-du du du
Du du du du-du du du
Du du du du du-du du du
Du du du du-du du du
Boy this love is like a dream
You are the wind under my wings

[Bridge: sample]
Bring that beat back, bring that beat back
Bring that beat back, bring that beat back
Y’all wanna hear that beat, right?
Two, two, three, four, hit it!

[Verse 3: will.i.am]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, imma let the beat rock
Check it out, [?]
This is my move
I like how you move
You like how I put my needle in you (move)
I take your blues away with this tune that I wrote just for you (move)
We up in that bed, your head’s in ‘dem clouds when I enter you (ooh)
When I enter you (ooh)
When I enter you (move)
Imagine me loving you passionly, making your fantasies true (move)
Imagine me killing the pun-, love fagality, ooh (move)
Imagine us, pictures fabulous, when I zoom in on you (ooh)
When I zoom in, zoom in on you (ooh)
When I zoom in, zoom in on you (ooh)

[Pre-Chorus: Nicole Scherzinger]
When I saw you in my dream
You wore the crown, you were my king
I hope you know you are my everything
You are the wind under my wings
I’m in the clouds, you take me high
You make me float, you make me fly
I hope you know you are my paradise

[Chorus: Nicole Scherzinger]
And this is how it sounds when I’m walking on the sky

[Intro]
Ooh, yuh!

[Verse 1]
Baby I’m feelin’ jood, tryna bite up on your leg
Air force mansion, house like a mansion
Typewriter, you a biter, twerk it when you dancin’
Baby my little winter hair lock
All my shit is deadstock
All my feelings dead, stop
Got a plug, it should be, yeah, for the desktop
Talking ’bout my niggas, yeah, get your head popped
Baby I’m the wave, I ain’t never gon’ stop

[Chorus]
Ayy, Moshi Moshi
(Two cellphones, two cell)
Ayy, Moshi Moshi
(T-two cellphones, two, two, two, two)
Ayy, Moshi Moshi
(Got the plug in, for the desktop)
Ayy, Moshi Moshi
(Got the plug in, for the desktop)

[Verse 2]
Yokohama for the trail, baby I’ma light it real
Bapes hangin’ off the wheel, hit it then I got it though
Went out wit’ you bitch, capital, dinner shit
That’s a lot of sus’ kid, blow it, yeah they can’t skid
Oh, sis, he with the SBs
She want to fall in love, girl don’t test me
I want the Louis, yeah, uh, on the jet ski (Ooh)
If you text me girl, don’t press me, uh

[Chorus]
Ayy, Moshi Moshi
(Two cellphones, two cell)
Ayy, Moshi Moshi
(T-two cellphones, two, two, two, two)
Ayy, Moshi Moshi
(Got the plug in, for the desktop)
Ayy, Moshi Moshi
(Got the plug in, for the desktop)

[Intro]
K. Swisha

[Chorus]
1988, retro hypebeast (Uh-huh)
Bitch I’m high as fuck, man I can’t even roll my weed (Skrt skrt)
Never gave a fuck, CDG my Nikes (Sauce)
Big ass blunt, can you roll my Backwood please (Gat, gat, gat)
1988, retro hypebeast (Uh-huh)
Bitch I’m high as fuck, man I can’t even roll my weed (Skrt skrt)
Never gave a fuck, CDG my Nikes (Sauce)
Big ass blunt, can you roll my Backwood please (Gat, gat, gat)

[Verse]
Ooh, you think that you stylish but nobody stylin’ me (Skrt skrt)
You think that you stylish but nobody stylin’ me (Hey)
We smoke exotic, okay tell nobody
Yeah I got a room while yo’ ass in the lobby
You know where to find me, you still be in high, please
Used to be in Follies, now I need a ten piece
Louis V don’t tempt me, smoke it ’til it’s empty
Push that pedal like ten speed, Road Runner meet me
Really tryna clap them cheat sheets, first class goin’ up
You know that she glowin’ up, tell that lil’ bih hold up
You know my money don’t fold, satellite, I’m goin’ up
Cashew I’m going nut, bad bih on the bus
You see how my life linin’ up, uh (Ooh)
Now I got enough, uh (Ooh)
All my diamonds bust (Ooh)
I got bread like crust (Ooh)

[Chorus]
1988, retro hypebeast (Uh-huh)
Bitch I’m high as fuck, man I can’t even roll my weed (Skrt skrt)
Never gave a fuck, CDG my Nikes (Sauce)
Big ass blunt, can you roll my Backwood please (Gat, gat, gat)
1988, retro hypebeast (Uh-huh)
Bitch I’m high as fuck, man I can’t even roll my weed (Skrt skrt)
Never gave a fuck, CDG my Nikes (Sauce)
Big ass blunt, can you roll my Backwood please (Gat, gat, gat)

[Verse 1: Jon Bellion & Travis Mendes]
A song a day for six years seems like light years away from today
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Too many coincidences and instances of God’s hand, it’s insane
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
I thought my way to greatness
I could claim this, but he gave me the brain (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
You know what I’m saying?
And those thoughts can get confusing, it’s amusing
But tonight, we celebrate (Hey, hey, hey, hey)

[Pre-Chorus: Jon Bellion]
Lay me down, put me out
Call me home, let me know
I’m ready to go
‘Cause I was down, now, I’ve flown
Oh, what’s reality lately?

[Chorus: Jon Bellion]
Remember dreams seemed far away
Was pinching pennies like Lane and Hardaway
Now my beats make feasts for holidays in Greece
And I don’t mean John Travolta
Remember dreams seemed far away
Was pinching pennies like Lane and Hardaway
Now my beats make feasts for holidays in Greece
And I don’t mean John Travolta
And I don’t mean John Travolta, yeah
And I don’t mean John Travolta

[Verse 2: Jon Bellion & Travis Mendes]
Dancing under sunset, in the mountains, just reflecting for the day
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
I’ve seen this in my head a million times
But to see it come to life is just insane (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Champagne and orange juice
Mimosas were Pulp Fiction in the way (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
That all can get confusing, it’s amusing, but tonight (Celebrate)

[Pre-Chorus: Jon Bellion]
Lay me down, put me out
Call me home, let me know
I’m ready to go
‘Cause I was down, now, I’ve flown
Oh, what’s reality lately? (Oh)

[Chorus: Jon Bellion]
Remember dreams seemed far away
Was pinching pennies like Lane and Hardaway
Now my beats make feasts for holidays in Greece
And I don’t mean John Travolta
Remember dreams seemed far away
Was pinching pennies like Lane and Hardaway
Now my beats make feasts for holidays in Greece
And I don’t mean John Travolta

[Bridge: Jon Bellion]
Put me out
Call me home, let me know
I’m ready to go
‘Cause I was down, now, I’ve flown
Oh, what’s reality lately? (Oh)

[Chorus: Jon Bellion]
Remember dreams seemed far away
Was pinching pennies like Lane and Hardaway
Now my beats make feasts for holidays in Greece
And I don’t mean John Travolta
Remember dreams seemed far away
Was pinching pennies like Lane and Hardaway
Now my beats make feasts for holidays in Greece
And I don’t mean John Travolta

[Outro: Jon Bellion]
Far away, Hardaway
Holiday, don’t mean John Travolta
Far away, Hardaway
Holiday, don’t mean John Travolta
Lay me down, put me out
Call me home
(Holiday, don’t mean John Travolta)
(Don’t mean John Travolta)
Call me home
I’m ready to go