Ollie Joseph
Sexy
[Intro: Cyrus]
Yeah
This that type of record you write in two minutes 'cause the beat's so hot

[Verse 1: Cyrus]
Comin' in off a long wave, comin' from a long way
Comin' from a place where I've seen things
So many, but stay grindin' on my own
True to my soul, stick to my goals
And I miss Mac, I miss good times
And I miss Dad, I miss old times
Hella new cash, steady tyin' up my loose ends
Get so caught up in the shit, we believe it
Ayy, I been hittin' up the club
Stayin' out late, but I don't drink too much
Buckets full of ice, but it's just in case
'Cause some of these days, I don't drink enough
It's 'bout bein' prepared, 'cause I got needs too
Love to comment on things, but I don't need to
Lots of hate in this world you gotta see through
And I'm near sighted as fuck, so I don't see you
Wear my heart on my neck, got it tatted in fact
And I write my own checks, but I ain't cashin' 'em yet
I ain't trippin' off bread and I'll share you a slice
But I won't ever hand another motherfucker the knife
And I don't hate on nobody, if it's love then I mean it
But it's participation ribbons for the ones disagreein'
And I ain't good at a lot, but I'm great at this shit
So spreading lies, like it's true, got me sad for you kids
I've moved on
Yeah, I've moved on
Yeah, chorus goes like this
[Chorus: Cyrus]
Power moves, all on my own
All by myself, and I'm sexy, and I know it (Fo' sho')
Feel that groove, that's all we do
All by ourselves, and we're sexy, and we know it (Fo' sho', fo' sho')

[Verse 2: Ollie Joseph]
Look, the wave rush through they canals, give 'em goosebumps
So I been feelin' myself, yeah, the mood's tough
I Mick Foley at a crowd, show the dude love
I could see the ebby cut deep, I watch 'em lose blood
Built on my own with my own loans, gave myself credit
Never had to pray for it, always gave myself blessings
Biggest self-blessing, found friends turned foes
So don't share that lemonade whenever you get dealt lemons
I'm good, it's nothing you can damage
Bad chick buss it down like commuter transit
Your ad-libs, go unheard of 'em, I top lines
So I ain't worry 'bout no issues if they not mine
I hit the mic a couple times, collect the sound check
Yeah they on cloud nine, but we on cloud ten
And I should rest, go and better my health
But I keep on telling myself, yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Ollie Joseph]
It's take time, but time takes things and I can't waste mine
Oh, yeah
So feel this groove, that's all we do
All by ourselves and we don't need no one else, oh yeah
[Chorus: Cyrus]
Power moves, all on my own
All by myself, and I'm sexy, and I know it (Fo' sho')
Feel that groove, that's all we do
All by ourselves, and we're sexy, and we know it (Fo' sho', fo' sho')

[Outro: Cyrus]
Fo' sho', fo' sho', fo' sho', mmm
Fo' sho', fo' sho', and we're sexy and we know it
Damn right, damn right, damn right, mmm
Damn right, damn right, damn right