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the femme fatale

Take it from me
There's cameras in Paris
Take it from me
There's cameras in Paris

Political friction is greased by detante
One
the femme fatale
Take it from me
There's cameras in Paris
Take it from me
There's cameras in Paris
Political friction is greased by detante
One country
like to frame
That's a picture only God can paint
That's the kind of beauty no camera can capture
That's a picture

My daughter sittin' in her high
We were drunk fools in Paris, stumbling on the sidewalk 
That runs along the Seine, and on the Cathedral 
All the gargoyles watched us laughing,
press was in my jeans
And any eye for detail
Caught a little lace along the seams

And you were in the parking lot
Subterranean by your own design
press was in my jeans
And any eye for detail
Caught a little lace along the seams

And you were in the parking lot
Subterranean by your own design
Right before my show look at the stage and a hawk sits
My acoustics hit the planets like a poolstick
I bruze ships and cruize lands used by Stan Kubrick
Blue eyed boy, United States
Vote for him, the candidate

Diamonds cut, diamonds cut for the karats
Plaster of Paris, the floats fill up the street
Everywhere I go they know me 
Planet Hollywood in Paris accidently spilt a drink upon they ?? 
Truth of the matter I've been loungin' 
Livin' it up givin'
never knew that dude with jay was pimp see
I ain't no I be with Paris and Lindsey
I just know that I be on my fly girl shit
A fly girl pop up in a fly
just jerkin your chain
Am I berserk or insane
Or am I just one of them damn amateurs
Working the dang cameras
Filmin' one of them Paris Hilton
just jerkin your chain
Am I berserk or insane
Or am I just one of them damn amateurs
Working the dang cameras
Filmin' one of them Paris Hilton
they see me, point and stare at me
'Cause they just wanna live through me vicariously
Fashion weekend, Paris week, party like a rock star
Get blown by
Cause they just wanna live through me vicariously (vicariously)
Fashion weekend, Paris week, party like a rock star
Get blown by a top model till she
sick today
Big mistake
This resulted in a final pay check and pink slip ?
Replaced by my successor cause I missed my place
Knowin' that the Rhyme
say daddy your song is awesome
Instead of gang bangers in school won't let up
I'm fed up I'm wondering if you can come up an red up
You shut up,
When I get through I'mma bring my dogs
2 By 2, man a walk in a arc
Sittin' at the front, it's like Rosa Parks
Trust me, you don't wanna see me get
about - math
We be about - sex
We be about - love
We be about - life

[Verse Two: Swel Boogie]
I'm about lights, cameras, action
Status, mackin, Paris