Wale - Beautiful Lie lyrics

[Intro: Rick Ross] Uh, love that smoke and that fel**tio Ah, she make my dreams come true Shawty make my dreams come true [Verse 1: Rick Ross] I seen her in the pretty car I seen her pretty ponytail When she pulled up to the crib I seen her pretty pair of heels So I hit her with my street game No, I never ever say my name I did hit her with the phone number But looking in her eyes, recognize when I run up on you Pull her shirt, once again, shawty with this work I'm a different type of n***a coming from the dirt Big truck, bruised up, s**ing on her neck Need a n***a to invest so I wrote a cheque My dick rock hard baby seeing your success Freaky n***a pull a yacht, f**ing on the deck She said I ate her p**y, if I did then I forgot [Hook: Rick Ross] Or was it a beautiful lie? Or was it a beautiful lie? Or was it a beautiful lie? Or was it a beautiful lie? If I ate her p**y then I forgot She told me a beautiful lie Shawty told me a beautiful lie Shawty told me a beautiful lie And that's something she'd do a lot [Verse 2: Rick Ross] Shawty told me she was 22 I'm the perfect type of n***a just to run into 305, chillin' for a month or two Five star condo to feel comfortable Collins Ave, lookin' like the old Birdman Or out in Durban, n***a let your fur hang Bird gang, saw 20 of 'em eryday Took her shopping she was slacking on her purse game Blowing 20 then I'm out Not outta money just let the driver know when to bounce Stop by Tootsies for the crab cakes Lap dance by a b**h who still on back page Walking through the door and everybody know her name Dirty game, baby girl, a familiar face She say the way I make her feel, she wanna change her life [Hook: Rick Ross] Or is it a beautiful lie She told me a beautiful lie She told me a beautiful lie She told me a beautiful lie n***a name in the sky till the day I die [Bridge: [?]] You don't gotta lie no more Beautiful lie Beautiful lie Beautiful lie Beautiful lie Beautiful lie Beautiful lie You don't believe yourself, I know that You don't believe yourself Beautiful lie, lie Beautiful lie (We believe in what we wanna believe) You ain't gotta lie no more You ain't gotta lie (Lexicon legend, Ralph) [Verse 3: Wale] Kick game, ain't the same, what's your name baby? Do me a favor, get your legs out the way and uh I'm getting chains but I do not change Or I got them whips, chains, everything Christ' Grey baby Fifty shades of black, white and one night Put an arch in your back, I'm running in your life, right When your man don't be right Why have a Coke can, when you can have some Dom P right? Yeah, it's only right, double M is intact No hyperbole either, it's gonna hurt when I'm working those thighs Scream like you thinking I'm doing permanent damage And I leave it, you breathin' like you was running some track Breath, breath... something to catch Kitten catch tongue, while you cum you catching a cramp Catch Z's, catch O's, catch 'em again Then I wake up in the morning like f** am I at? Huh? Where the f** am I at? Hey, yeah, where the f** am I at? What the f** did we do? Shoulda tell your friend to come through Mmm, where the f** am I at? Where the f** am I at? What the f** did we do? [Bridge: [?] & Wale] You ain't gotta lie no more Beautiful lie Beautiful lie Beautiful lie (Beautiful lies to me) Beautiful lie (Beautiful lies to me) It's alright, beautiful lies to me Beautiful lies to me, to me, to me You ain't gotta lie no more Beautiful lie Beautiful lie Beautiful lie Beautiful lie Beautiful lie Beautiful lie