Lyrics:
Tomorrow I’ll feel like shit
But fuck it right now I’m lit
Paul Masson Paul Masson
Yea I know the shit cheap
So I buy the shit by the heap
Big bottle last
the 50’s frankly
This Paulo Leon not Paul Anka baby
Aint it funny when I stand up my roommate can’t stand me
But
Just get it off of my shoulders don’t run
My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance
Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them
doing great so everything's alright
And when I feel down I put on my cape and I fly
Like up, up and away
Yeah
I feel super
Super, super, super, super
I
Paul?
And my wife is all like "no, that ain't Paul,
Now tell me, who's this Paul?
She says "Oh, he's just some guy
Who goes to school with me
I sat
the opposite is true
Paul was a glutton for everything he loved and knew
From Orson Welles, Ross Macdonald, Howard Hawks, Raymond C, Chet B, PKD, and
Warren Z
bye
All this years i'v always been by your side
Look at me now all i can do is cry i do is cry
All i can do is cry
You broke my heart baby
Wei su fri
you say
Tonight you'll take a hit that's understood
From the smell and by what I payed
You know it's good
Them niggas with me, they from the hood
Now we
the worst,
Emptied out by a single word
There is a hollow in me now
So I put my faith in something unknown
I'm living on such sweet nothing
But I'm
This is the fourth by the four
'Please, Please Me', 'With The Beatles'
'Hard Day's Night' that's three
Now'beatles For Sale'
The young men
the lies in they lines
What lines in they eyes is fear
You hear? A coward cries when he dies
I was down now I'm up
They surprised by my rise
I've been out,
only niggas that helped
My money was thinner than Sean Paul's goatee hair
Now Jean Paul Gaultier cologne fill the air, here
They say he bougie, he
that we would never be able to repay
Like Onesimus who is now a brother in the Lord to Paul
We are joint heirs with Christ
Bantur Spiritu is Latin for
[DJ Paul talking]
Hypnotize Minds presents
Lil Wyte with Three 6 Mafia
[Chorus]
OOHHHH! It some hoes in here
It must be some players in
pathetic
My style is decrepit
I'm singing Paul Anka
I'm sipping the nectar
I come home from work
I got on the reflectors,
I rip off the hair net
And go
be right back
I know you're slummin' and you feel me want to be like that
Well you can't see me, that's 'cause everything is black
(Black [x7])
Sheeyit, super supreme
When it's time to let off steam, I'm a microphone fiend
'Phone fiend, super supreme, haha, Afro Queen
Ah
Now (now), I (I)
Super Saucy, Sergio ??? sandals
And when she in the Jacuzzi ooh, she lighting candles
Stuntin' all the way across the floor for sure
Freshly molded by
All I need is a beat that's super bumpin!
All I need is a beat that's super bumpin!
All I need is a beat that's super bumpin!
And for you, you,
these bitches playing
If they keep on tempting me I'm going super saiyan
I'm balling way too hard I feel like Chris Paul on the open floor
Better take
rewrites history
Jesus, You change everything
When You pour Your Spirit out
Just like Silas singing with Paul
Praise can break down prison walls
Jesus,
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is
conceptualize human beings
My auntie is a man now
I think I'm old enough to understand now
Drinking Paul Masson with her hat turned backwards
Motorola
set that Paul Anka
The flag with a banner of my character
I made some bad choices and I'm saddened by the consequences
But I'm standing in muddied
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