Biografia:
Christopher Francis Ocean (nascido Christopher Breaux; em 28 de Outubro de 1987), mais conhecido como Frank Ocean, seu nome artístico, é um cantor-compositor americano, e rapper de New Orleans, Louisiana. Ele é um dos membros do coletivo OFWGKTA (Odd Future Wolf Gang Kill Them All). Em 5 de dezembro de 2011, a BBC anúnciou que ele foi indicado via uma pesquisa ao BBC's Sound de 2012.
2005-2010: O começo da carreira.
Ocean conheceu o duo-produtor The MIDI Mafia.
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Outras músicas:
- Close To You
- Forrest Gump
- Ivy
- Lost
- Moon River
- Novacane
- Pink + White
- Pink And White
- Pink Matter
- Pink+white
- Scared Of Beautiful
- Self Control
- Slide
- Super Rich Kids
- Sweet Life
- Swim Good
- Thinkin Bout You
- Thinkin' About You
- Thinkin' Bout You
- Thinking About You
- We All Try
- White
- Pink Matter (feat. André 3000)
- Super Rick Kids (feat. Earl Sweatshirt)
- Thinking Bout You
- Acura Integurl
- American Wedding
- Bad Religion
- Bedtime Story
- Biking
- Biking Solo
- Blasted
- Chanel
- Crack Rock
- Eyes Like Sky
- Fertilizer
- Futura Free
- Godspeed
- Golden Girl
- Good Guy
- Hardest Thing
- Higgs
- If Im In Love
- Lens
- Lovecrimes
- Miss You So
- Nature Feels
- Nights
- Nikes
- Non Stop
- Ohh In Love
- Pilot Jones
- Private Show
- Provider
- Pyramids
- Pyrite Fools Gold
- Rushes
- Seigfried
- Sierra Leone
- Skyline To
- Solo
- Songs For Women
- Strawberry Swing
- Summer Remains
- Thinkin About You
- Thinking About Forever
- Voodoo
- Wake Up
- White Ferrari
- Wildfire
- Wiseman
- Wither
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
[Verse 1]
Bm
Arm stretch a tee like I nailed it
Am7 Gmaj7
Raf movin' slow like a creep
Dmaj7
Shirt in the breeze like I'm sailin'
F#m Bm Am7
And I walk in my sleep, I can't help that (I can't)
Gmaj7
When’s the last time I asked for some help that
Dm7
I couldn’t get from nobody else, yeah?
F#m Bm Am7
I couldn't get from nobody out there (I can’t)
Gmaj7
When's the last time I asked for some help that
Dm7
I couldn't get from nobody else, yeah?
F#m
Nobody
[Chorus]
Bm
I don't get weak in the knees
Hundreds spread out like a fan
Am7
Vert feel like some Gucci sandals
Open the sky, get a handful
Gmaj7
Torso marked up like a vandal
How you not fuckin’ with cash?
Dmaj7
God gave you what you could handle
F#m
Gave you what you could handle
Bm
I got the grip like the handle
And I'm bikin'
Am7
I'm bikin' with me and my Daniel
Hades got the angels
Gmaj7
TV's got the angles
Dmaj7 F#m
I'm brakin' got
[Verse 2]
Bm
Bikin', I'm bikin', I'm bikin' slow-mo
Am7
Maybe the four wheel excitin' us mo'
Gmaj7
I'm cold when the temperatures dip below 70s
Dmaj7 F#m
How can I be burr around L.A. coast?
Bm
The diamonds is plural, the Tiffany brooch
Am7
On my lapel, at the table, I'm givin' a toast
Gmaj7
The first wedding that I've been in my twenties
Dmaj7
Thinkin' maybe someone is not somethin' to own
F#m
Maybe the government got nothin' to do with it
Bm
Thinkin' maybe the feeling just comes and it goes
Am7
Think I want me a lil' one that look like my clone
Me and my baby can't do on our own
Gmaj7
I landed a trick, got my impossibles
Dmaj7
I'm fuckin' with Addy, I'm watchin' my dose
F#m
24 hours like they never close
Bm
I'm bikin', I'm bikin', I'm bikin' these blocks, yeah
Am7
Since Ben Baller sold all his ice up at Slauson, ooh
Gmaj7
I'm bikin' uphill and it's burnin' my quads (obstacles)
Dmaj7
I'm bikin' downhill and it sound like a fishin' rod
F#m
Savage, I'm bikin', yeah
[Verse 3]
Bm
Transition lightning (ascending)
Ashes and remnants of ballers
Am7
Body just gutted
A Bentley that used to be flawless
Gmaj7
I'm high up, the raindrops keep falling
Scattered, the showers
Dmaj7
Don't scaffold the towers
F#m
I'm up, mom, I promise
Bm
In class with the honors
No cheat like I'm honest
Am7
And how did I become so accomplished?
'cause I don't see foes
Gmaj7
I just see a code
I just see a hole
Dmaj7
Chinks in your armor
F#m
Like Pac in the Hummer
Bm
Like Jigga in the summer
Left the house like Obama
Am7
Hit the road like a runner
Gmaj7
Hit the road like Road Runner
Dmaj7 F#m
I'm biking, I'm biking, I'm biking
[Chorus]
Bm
I don't get weak in the knees
Hundreds spread out like a fan
Am7
Vert feel like some Gucci sandals
Open the sky, get a handful
Gmaj7
Torso marked up like a vandal
How you not fuckin’ with cash?
Dmaj7
God gave you what you could handle
F#m
Gave you what you could handle
Bm
I got the grip like the handle
And I'm bikin'
Am7
I'm bikin' with me and my Daniel
Hades got the angels
Gmaj7
TV's got the angles
Dmaj7 F#m
I'm brakin'
[Outro]
Bm
Got, got me fucked up
Got a million dollar bike
Am7
Got a million dollar bike
Got, got me fucked up
Gmaj7
Got me fucked up, up
Million dollar bike
Dmaj7
Got, got me fucked up, up
F#m
Million dollar bike
Bm
Got, got me fucked up
Got a million dollar bike
Am7
Got a million dollar bike
Got, got me fucked up
Gmaj7
Got me fucked up, up
Million dollar bike
Dmaj7
Got, got me fucked up, up
Million dollar bike
Bm
Arm stretch a tee like I nailed it
Am7 Gmaj7
Raf movin' slow like a creep
Dmaj7
Shirt in the breeze like I'm sailin'
F#m Bm Am7
And I walk in my sleep, I can't help that (I can't)
Gmaj7
When’s the last time I asked for some help that
Dm7
I couldn’t get from nobody else, yeah?
F#m Bm Am7
I couldn't get from nobody out there (I can’t)
Gmaj7
When's the last time I asked for some help that
Dm7
I couldn't get from nobody else, yeah?
F#m
Nobody
[Chorus]
Bm
I don't get weak in the knees
Hundreds spread out like a fan
Am7
Vert feel like some Gucci sandals
Open the sky, get a handful
Gmaj7
Torso marked up like a vandal
How you not fuckin’ with cash?
Dmaj7
God gave you what you could handle
F#m
Gave you what you could handle
Bm
I got the grip like the handle
And I'm bikin'
Am7
I'm bikin' with me and my Daniel
Hades got the angels
Gmaj7
TV's got the angles
Dmaj7 F#m
I'm brakin' got
[Verse 2]
Bm
Bikin', I'm bikin', I'm bikin' slow-mo
Am7
Maybe the four wheel excitin' us mo'
Gmaj7
I'm cold when the temperatures dip below 70s
Dmaj7 F#m
How can I be burr around L.A. coast?
Bm
The diamonds is plural, the Tiffany brooch
Am7
On my lapel, at the table, I'm givin' a toast
Gmaj7
The first wedding that I've been in my twenties
Dmaj7
Thinkin' maybe someone is not somethin' to own
F#m
Maybe the government got nothin' to do with it
Bm
Thinkin' maybe the feeling just comes and it goes
Am7
Think I want me a lil' one that look like my clone
Me and my baby can't do on our own
Gmaj7
I landed a trick, got my impossibles
Dmaj7
I'm fuckin' with Addy, I'm watchin' my dose
F#m
24 hours like they never close
Bm
I'm bikin', I'm bikin', I'm bikin' these blocks, yeah
Am7
Since Ben Baller sold all his ice up at Slauson, ooh
Gmaj7
I'm bikin' uphill and it's burnin' my quads (obstacles)
Dmaj7
I'm bikin' downhill and it sound like a fishin' rod
F#m
Savage, I'm bikin', yeah
[Verse 3]
Bm
Transition lightning (ascending)
Ashes and remnants of ballers
Am7
Body just gutted
A Bentley that used to be flawless
Gmaj7
I'm high up, the raindrops keep falling
Scattered, the showers
Dmaj7
Don't scaffold the towers
F#m
I'm up, mom, I promise
Bm
In class with the honors
No cheat like I'm honest
Am7
And how did I become so accomplished?
'cause I don't see foes
Gmaj7
I just see a code
I just see a hole
Dmaj7
Chinks in your armor
F#m
Like Pac in the Hummer
Bm
Like Jigga in the summer
Left the house like Obama
Am7
Hit the road like a runner
Gmaj7
Hit the road like Road Runner
Dmaj7 F#m
I'm biking, I'm biking, I'm biking
[Chorus]
Bm
I don't get weak in the knees
Hundreds spread out like a fan
Am7
Vert feel like some Gucci sandals
Open the sky, get a handful
Gmaj7
Torso marked up like a vandal
How you not fuckin’ with cash?
Dmaj7
God gave you what you could handle
F#m
Gave you what you could handle
Bm
I got the grip like the handle
And I'm bikin'
Am7
I'm bikin' with me and my Daniel
Hades got the angels
Gmaj7
TV's got the angles
Dmaj7 F#m
I'm brakin'
[Outro]
Bm
Got, got me fucked up
Got a million dollar bike
Am7
Got a million dollar bike
Got, got me fucked up
Gmaj7
Got me fucked up, up
Million dollar bike
Dmaj7
Got, got me fucked up, up
F#m
Million dollar bike
Bm
Got, got me fucked up
Got a million dollar bike
Am7
Got a million dollar bike
Got, got me fucked up
Gmaj7
Got me fucked up, up
Million dollar bike
Dmaj7
Got, got me fucked up, up
Million dollar bike
Frank Zappa
Franki Valli And (...)
Frankie Avalon
Frankie Ballard
Frankie Cosmos
Fred Buscaglione
Fred Fassert
Fred Fortin
Fred Heatherton
Fred Mcdowell