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Jeff Holland • Take Off

 



TAKE OFF


Jeff Holland 


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Futuristic Lover


Produced by

JEFF HOLLAND


Written by

JEFF HOLLAND


Sample by

"Pure/Honey” BEYONCÉ


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Grunt (grunt all engine running, start)

Grunt (grunt all engine running)

Grunt (grunt all engine running, start)

Grunt (grunt all engine running, start)

Grunt (grunt, grunt, grunt, grunt)

Grunt (grunt, grunt, grunt, grunt)

Grunt (grunt, grunt, grunt, grunt)

Grunt (grunt, grunt, grunt, grunt)

Grunt (grunt, grunt, grunt, grunt)

Grunt (grunt, grunt, grunt, grunt)

Grunt (grunt, grunt, grunt, grunt)

Ignition sequence grunt, Ignition sequence start 

(grunt, grunt, grunt) ah aham, ah aham, a take off

(grunt, grunt, grunt) ah aham, ah aham, we have a take off (prr, prr)

(grunt, grunt, grunt) ah aham, ah aham, ready it take off

(grunt, grunt, grunt) ah aham, ah aham, to moon 


Space bitch wave bye, captain bitch now go fly

I will reach Mars, Futuristic Lover, touch the sky 

Spaceship, no passengers on my nave, to moon 

I'm 'bout to take this whole thing to ares (Oh, yeah)

Motherfuckers ain't stop this star

(keep to speak)

How many artists do you know make it this far? (haters want to speak)

Two, one, explode these scars

Can to speak (Oh) can to, can to, can to speak (oh)

Sassy bitch, cosmos, flying over universe, boo hoo 

So high, piloting, can to speak (oh)

I'm on Saturn drinkin’ at the bar


It's so funny, funny, hunny, phony

I got gunny nothing crummy, funny 

I'm higher than that God, phany, phany

Bee your hive is with sour honey

This whole solar system is in flam

The whole galaxy knows how hot I am

The space discovered the heat of my flam

Two, one, explode these scars


Can to speak, oh 

Your coups, coups news 

Keep it up to speak, oh 

Sexy bitch, piloting

Flying over universe

R.I.P, Resurrection 

Let’s go speak, oh 

I'm on Saturn drinkin’ at the bar


It's so funny, funny, hunny, phony

I got gunny nothing crummy, funny 

I'm higher than that God, phany, phany

Bee your hive is with sour honey

Space bitch wave bye, captain bitch now go fly

I will reach Mars, Futuristic Lover, touch the sky 

Spaceship, no passengers on my nave, the moon is blue

I'm 'bout to take this whole thing to 


And bitches don't need to be no geny

I got gunny nothing crummy, funny 

I'm higher than that God, phany, phany

Bee your hive is with sour honey


I'm living on the moon (he went to live on the moon)

Sipping buying new shoes (new, new shoes)

But queen I'll be back soon (I'll be back soon, bitches)

Shinin’ through the planets do (shinin’, shinin’ hot)


Beyond the system, bitches, I'm floating over

Oh, just reaching out to the solar

Rocket hovering up in the air, oh, oh


Spreading love (love), love for this world (love for this world)

Love for this crummy

Crummy, crummy, uh

Comets let's move (move), move satellite pearled (move satellite pearled)

I am not phany (Phany)

Phany, phany, pha

Bright starburst (bright), phany or real? (phany or real?)

Love besides asteroids, yeah

Crummy, crummy, yeah 

Comets let's move (move), move satellite pearled (move the satellite pearled)

I am not phany (Phany)

Phany, phany, pha


Oh, hey, hey (break, break, brea)

Oh, hey, hey (break, break, brea)


All over the planet earth we will have a show

Contemplate this glow, enjoy the show

(the planet is not ready for the show)

(contemplate this glow, enjoy the show)

Even without the one, I will blow

This is fact and you know

(Even without the one, I will blow)

(This is fact and you know)

Dance to the groove now

Let’s all move, groove now

Hunny, go, as far as a shooting star

And say the prayer


Money, this money

This money, this money

Money, money, uh

This money, this money

This money, this money



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