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Stay With Me Lyrics


Pharrell Williams Stay With Me

Songwriters: Thornton, Terrance; Williams, Pharrell L;

Fly shit
Turn me up some more
Yeah, push it, Skateboard P
Girl, girl, give it to him

You're that girl who thinks the world
Is simply beautiful and that's all baby
But you're lookin' for a brawn with shed upon the wrong star
'Cause you don't know that's not how it goes

So I can't explain why things remain the same
And others change, he made it that way
But the perplexities of the world leaves more oysters and pearls
And I don't know, it's just the way it goes but I know you can

So stay with me, lock the door
Take the key, hide yours
Feel the bait, hear the choice
Hear the choice, hear the choice

Don't take the time to relax your mind
It's so unusual, ohh, baby
But your priorities are disheveled, but your emotions and your health
Just don't go, your body says no

So I can't conceive that leaves will grow on trees
In loweth the breeze and come back next spring
But the perplexities of life brings more days that form new skies
So who's to know, possible that you could

So stay with me, lock the door
Take the key, hide yours
Feel the bait, hear the choice
Hear the choice, hear the choice

Up, up and away
I be the wind that blows yourself
The pixie does a tinkerbell

Up, up and away
I be the wind beneath your wings
[Incomprehensible]

Baby, let's it pour it up, let them galardo doors up
Pat eve for them Louis as soon as the tour's up
The million dollar frame is his and her the same
I took it on the chin when I heard about the lane

And no, I ain't here to try to rewrite your past
That don't measure up to the nights that we laughed
When considering love you take the good with the bad
I've been disappointed by every bitch I ever had

Either she was dick crazy or cheddar mad
Shame what they did for them jeans and them leather bags
Reverse it, I want perfect
That was half the reason I bought half them purses

That chapter is over, it was worth it
My new angel surface, she ain't have to rehearse it
My baby's real that's why I put the chill on her
So good make a nigga wanna kneel on her, not yet

So stay with me, lock the door
Take the key, hide yours
Feel the bait, hear the choice
Hear the choice, hear the choice



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