Valet - Jump Marley & Moneyway Mac

I've been up In the clouds Only you can Bring me back to my body You worked the graveyards and you slept through the day Wearing the uniform of hotel valet I worked the kitchen when I carried your plate Who would've known that I was serving you fate? What had I been doing? Was I at the door listening? What had I been doing? Was I at the door listening? What had I been doing? Was I at the door listening? To your frantic Latin I was at the door I was at the door Down my neck Beads of sweat Nothing untouched Not my face, not my body You worked the graveyards and you slept through the day Wearing the uniform of hotel valet I worked the kitchen when I carried your plate Who would've known that I was serving you fate? Been to the fountain Drink from the fountain What had I been doing? Was I at the door listening? What had I been doing? Was I at the door listening? What had I been doing? Was I at the door listening? To your frantic Latin To a stone cold miracle Pa-da-da-da-pa-da-da Pa-da-da-da Pa-da-da-da-da-da Baby, I've been stacking cups Over and under, I raised the stakes Saw the sun come up rearranging cups In and out of the kitchen hands full of plates Hands full of plates

Come on right down, case you niggas wanna beef Suggest in the air, you niggas might just want to brief This is new motivation 'cause I know you niggas need, This is like the Clippers at the St. Regis Black card down, presidential suite Black truck out front, like my presidential feet Presidential rollie, presidential wrist Go order room service, this some presidential shit, let's go! First I count a hundred, then I hit the mall Bitch, I'm on my shit, yeah I might just buy a stall She said, "You say the pussy good, how come you never call" Said bitch, "That ain't my focus yet, I'm tryna live or fall" You can chasin' some love, baby, I'm just chasin' paper And if I hit a lick, I might just take it to Jamaica And you can bring your friends, but she bet not be a faker If she ain't talkin' bout fuckin', we gon mufuckin' shake her That NFL money, that pay the bail money That see me in the street, it ain't hard to tell money Yeah it's real street though, we a higher ego That St. Regis bail hollow for the week though Too many whips sittin' in the valet Throw me my keys, and have a nice day You ain't said shit, I'ma have a nice night And anything I want, I'ma buy the shit twice Too many whips sittin' in the valet Throw me my keys, and have a nice day You ain't said shit, I'ma have a nice night And anything I want, I'ma buy the shit twice Too many whips sittin' in the valet Throw me my keys, and have a nice day You ain't said shit, I'ma have a nice night And anything I want, I'ma buy the shit twice Too many whips sittin' in the valet Throw me my keys, and have a nice day You ain't said shit, I'ma have a nice night And anything I want, I'ma buy the shit twice

White doves come down I'm out here standing in the wind And even now I'm tempted by the face of love I feel it coming like a flood Finding myself tempted By the face of love Really fear that I could never get enough I'm riding high up Watching over silent things Like pearls scattered at our feet Top down, head in the clouds You get yours from us My baby in a physical world Tell me you get yours from us (Not enough doors) Top down, head in the clouds (Not enough heat) You get yours from us (Not enough crowds) My baby in a physical world (Not enough heat) Tell me you get yours from us We're riding high up Watching over silent things Like pearls scattered at our feet And even now I'm tempted by the face of love I feel it coming like a flood