This is so fun, I should do this more often
How do I tran'?
Oof
Ooh, yeah, oh-yeah-ooh-ooh
Yeah-yeah, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Ooh, no-no-no
No, no
Pink matter, pink matter, mm
What do you think my brain is made for
Is it just a container for the mind?
That soft pink matter, oh
Sensei replied, "What is your woman?
Is she just a container for the child?"
That soft pink matter
Cotton candy, Majin Buu, oh, oh, oh
Close my eyes and fall into you, you, you
My God, she's giving me pleasure
Pleasure, pleasure, oh-oh-mm
What if the sky and the stars are for show
And the aliens are watching live
From the purple matter? Oh, I, oh-oh no
Sensei went quiet then violent
Then we sparred until we both grew tired
Then nothing mattered
Cotton candy, Majin Buu, oh, oh, oh
Dim the lights and fall into you, you, you
My God, giving me pleasure
Pleasure, pleasure, pleasure
Pleasure over matter
Yeah, that's my track, man
Out of all of "Channel Orange"
It's probably that, whew
Yeah
Mm, oh yeah
Welcome to 525
This is the show where do songs lives
Um, it also seems to be a service for all of us Frank Ocean fans that are in mourning constantly
I can bring him back to life somewhat
I wouldn't set up anything I cannot sing
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