Big Sean - Sierra Leone

(Sorry Sierra Leone, one day we'll right the wrongs)
White sand on her feet
Paper
Player
Diamonds and gold

She tell me she love me (she tell me she love me)
I'm everything that she want (show her everything that she wants)
Top floor, only way that we go (yeah)
Diamonds and gold, Sierra Leone, Leone
Hotel look like Sierra Leone, Leone
Chain, ring look like Sierra Leone, Leone
And she don't ever tell me I'm wrong, I'm wrong
'Cause she don't want to leave Sierra Leone, Leone

Get to it, I be getting to it
Hella groovin', rooftop, better viewin'
Always hella coppin', no propellers, moving bank tellers
Movin', youngin', revenuin', mozzarella chewin', you know?
Lobster butter basted
I deserve every crumb tasted, road to riches one way and
Sunbathing, tongue tastin'
After that she wine tasting, Sean tastin'

You know? I gave her diamonds and gold
That's Sierra Leone, her friends like "Girl, don't let go!"
So she ain't askin', she ain't whinin'
Complainin' or trippin', man I got her damn near strippin'
For the handbag livin', Saks Fifth'n, tag rippin'
No more tab splittin', cab gettin', who wants to go back to that livin'? Do yah?
So let's sex on the beach



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