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Novacane Lyrics – Frank Ocean

    Novacane is a popular song by Frank Ocean from the 2011 album nostalgia, ULTRA. Check words to Frank Ocean Novacane Lyrics in English below.

    Novacane Lyrics – Frank Ocean 

    [Verse 1]
    I think I started something
    I got what I wanted
    Did-didn’t I can’t feel nothing, superhuman
    Even when I’m fucking, Viagra popping
    Every single record, autotuning
    Zero emotion, muted emotion
    Pitch corrected, computed emotion, uh-huh
    I blame it on the model broad with the Hollywood smile, ow
    Stripper booty and a rack like wow
    Brain like Berkeley
    Met her at Coachella
    I went to see Jigga, she went to see Z Trip, perfect
    I took a seat on the ice cold lawn
    She handed me a ice blue bong, whatever
    She said she wanna be a dentist really badly
    She’s in school paying
    For tuition, doing porn in the Valley
    At least you workin’
    But, girl, I can’t feel my face
    What are we smoking anyway?
    She said, “Don’t let the high go to waste”
    But can you taste a little taste?
    [Chorus]
    Novacane, baby, baby
    Novacane, baby, I want you
    Fuck me good, fuck me long, fuck me numb
    Love me now, when I’m gone, love me none
    Love me none, love me none
    Numb, numb, numb, numb

    [Verse 2]
    Sink full of dishes, pacin’ in the kitchen
    Cocaine for breakfast, yikes
    Bed full of women, flip on a tripod
    Little red light on shootin’
    I’m feelin’ like Stanley Kubrick
    This is some visionary shit
    Been tryna film pleasure with my eyes wide shut
    But it keeps on movin’
    I blame it on the model broad with the Hollywood smile
    Stripper booty with a rack like wow
    I’ll never forget ya
    You put me on a feelin’ I never had
    Never had, never had (Never)
    And ever since I’ve been tryna get it back
    And pick it up and put it back
    Now I’m something like the chemist on campus
    But there’s no drug around
    Quite like what I found in you, you
    I still can’t feel my face
    What am I smokin’ anyway? (Ahh)
    She said, “Don’t let the high go to waste” (Ooh)
    But can you taste a little taste?
    [Chorus]
    Novacane, baby, baby (Ohh)
    Novacane, baby, I want you
    Fuck me good, fuck me long, fuck me numb
    Love me now, when I’m gone, love me none
    Love me none, love me none
    Numb, numb, numb, numb

    [Bridge]
    Novacane, novacane, novacane
    Novacane, novacane (Ohh)
    Numb the pain, numb the pain, numb the pain
    Numb the pain, numb the pain (Ohh, ohh)
    Novacane, novacane, novacane
    Novacane, novacane
    For the pain, for the pain (Ohh, ohh, ohh)
    Novacane, novacane (Ooh)

    [Outro]
    Pretty girls involved with me
    Making pretty love to me, pretty
    Pity, pity
    All the pretty girls involved with me
    Making pretty love to me, pretty
    Pity, pity
    I can’t feel a thing, I can’t feel, I can’t feel a thing
    I can’t feel a thing, I can’t feel, feel, feel, feel her
    I can’t feel, feel her
    Novacane, novacane, novacane
    I can’t feel, feel her
    Novacane for the pain, for the pain
    I can’t, can’t feel her
    Feel her, feel her, ohh
    Novacane, novacane-cane

     

    Writer(s): Frank Ocean (Christopher Breaux), Tricky Stewart

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