Lyrics:
people to buy
Well how's this for a publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by
kissing, well, your lips were like lemonade
I know the tears have dried
And the years go by
After all this time
You're still on my mind (some how)
PARIS Fashion has a new odd couple:
Bernard Arnault and Kanye West
The luxury titan turned out Saturday
Night for an impromptu concert
By West in
Somewhere in Paris she's following all her dreams
Somewhere in Paris she's gonna find a new home
Cos she's such a glowing star
Everywhere she lights
Tour de Paris
T D P
T D P
Side by side
On winding roads
You and me
In a summer breeze
To Paris
Tour de Paris
T D P
In mountains high
And valleys low
wait. Let's go back back. You want turkey wrap?
I'll take an Eminem cookie, but I don't want it served by Eminem. I want it served by RuPaul. She wears
to a Renegade
Like Eminem and Jay Z
Cause me without music is like
Music is my high
Music's how I get by
Music is my high
Music's how I get by
Music is my high
wyjść
Zarobić by zostać kimś i nie martwić się o czynsz
Jak zarobić gruby plik
Idź idź byś nie dał się ściągnąć na liść
Czarnuchu ćwicz ćwicz
Nie
basement (ha ha)
Feminist women love Eminem
"Chicka, chicka, chicka, Slim Shady, I'm sick of him
Look at him, walkin' around, grabbin' his you-know-what
basement (ha ha)
Feminist women love Eminem
"Chicka, chicka, chicka, Slim Shady, I'm sick of him
Look at him, walkin' around, grabbin' his you-know-what
on a mission, Choppers by the windows
See the silhouettes
Just like I'm heading fishing
Pay your rent or meet your soul's eviction
Greet the reaper
Deliver death
hell get your burn on
Filled with the embalming fluid get your sherm on
My sherm on in the hood when I ride by
My eyes looking like I learn how
We could fly to Paris, on a Tuesday
Be Butchering the language, by the Louvre
Aggressive instagramming, Sipping champagne
Yeah we could live it
sont dans les gares
À la Villette, on tranche le lard
Paris by night, regagne les cars
Les boulangers font des bâtards
Il est cinq heures
Paris
À la Villette on tranche le lard
Paris by night, regagne les cars
Les boulangers font des bâtards
Il est cinq heures
Paris s'éveille
Paris
my basement (haha)
Feminist women love Eminem
"Chicka, chicka, chicka, Slim Shady, I'm sick of him
Look at him, walkin' around, grabbin' his
better check to smell it
Eminem starts with E, better check the spelling
With a capital, somebody grab me a Snapple
I got an Aspirin capsule trapped
Death in a black car
Delivered to the sinners
Judgment and jury
By those who are unworthy
AK's and fire in the streets
Cries and screams and blood
I miss Paris
No I ain't been yet
Know the ho's mad
And dudes sip high tech
Now I got bands in the back after my set
Try that
Hold back
Leave with
We walked along the banks of the Seine for a while
Hand in hand
Stopped in a café, watched the world going by
Thinking, "ain't life grand"
Then you
Then I walked by a bedroom and it sounded like somebody was getting killed
I walked in on MGK holding a knife to Eminem's daughter
So I punched him in
The good dying young young young young
Expanding Club 21 one one
Shot four times then by a SUV overrun run
Turn argument over a watergun gun gun
J'aurais dû me douter
Que c'était qu'un début
Les meilleures soirées
Ne sont jamais prévues.
Paris by night,
Au hasard de la nuit,
Qui nous prend par
You brag about swag and your feminine trends
I belittle your riddle you Skittles with Eminem's friends
So I ain't trying to play with you, this
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