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Frank Ocean - Poolside Convo Self Control Intro Lyrics

Grandmommy told me: Don’t run from no police (Fuck ’em)
Grandmommy told me: Watch out for yo partners (I love ’em)
Saying: They too much older, won’t you stay in your range?
I been trying to sponge, been trying to know some things
See the mailman keep coming, and the bills keep on coming in
And all you wanna do is fight me on this shit
You say: Don’t go bending yo’ wrist, don’t go being no sissy, OK
Don't go locking no doors, you ain't paying no rent in this bitch, OK
Checks I used to bring
They wouldn’t gon’ make no difference in this bitch
Now the checks I bring, I mean
Who else paying the rent in this bitch?
Landlord see me outside, wanna take a picture
I said: I gotta autograph on the check, you can take it witcha
He said: The house on sale, you wanna buy it?
I say: Not this one
Gotta make moves, not a ton of moves, tryna keep it simple
This summer
Said you didn’t wanna go with me
That’s a bumma, bumma, bumma (yeah)
Boppin’ at Bacchus, that was the first parade
Bounce remixes of Aaliyah had the spinal cords crackin’ (crack-crack)
Cups of ’methazine had ’em lean like Michael Jackson (yeah)
And you was fuckin’ with your nose trying to be a Jackson (oh, yeah)

Poolside convo about your summer last night, ooh yeah
About your summer last night
Ain’t give you no play, mmm
Could I make you shive last night?
Could I make you shy on the last night, last night?
Could we make it in? Do we have time?