Paris (feat. Quixx III)
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Post up at Paris you know how we come Post up at Paris yeah we keep a drum Yeah I fell off I was feeling numb Got me a bag now I'm having fun Saying some dumb shit you look like a bum Come to my streets and you caught a drum Talk about percs yeah that shit go dumb She plays with hearts yeah just for fun Post up at Paris you know how we come Post up at Paris yeah we keep a drum Yeah I fell off I was feeling numb Got me a bag now I'm having fun Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah Bet you didn't realize I could fucking sing Yeah I only shop at stores but I won't buy a bitch a wedding ring Got a little lisp but my lyrics stay fucking flowing And my coupe got four doors and the other two bling Look me up you fucking nerd, look me up you fucking heard Ghosty in Paris we dripping in VVS Bitches be saying my shits berserk You know my shit be staying absurd Shout out to black men that have served F*ck the police rest in piece to the Floyd Really if I could i'd flip them a bird Pussy ass bitches only get whats fucking coming If we continue the path we chose what is the world fucking becoming I feel like everywhere in the world there should be somewhat loving If we got rid of these racists then the world would all be loving yeah Post up at Paris you know how we come Post up at Paris yeah we keep a drum Yeah I fell off I was feeling numb Got me a bag now I'm having fun Saying some dumb shit you look like a bum Come to my streets and you caught a drum Talk about percs yeah that shit go dumb She plays with hearts yeah just for fun Post up at Paris you know how we come Post up at Paris yeah we keep a drum Yeah I fell off I was feeling numb Got me a bag now I'm having fun Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah I know you see me run my bands up like a fucking track race Fell in love with the money and the drugs put me in my place I be switching hoes quicker than switching clothes And every night I’ve been thinking Juice was right all these girls are the same though Yeah All these girls are really hoes Yeah Ain’t nobody loyal Yeah I just had to get it on my own Ayeee She broke my heart I felt so stupid Shoot my shot like I am Cupid I feel like I’m going ruthless Oh, I don’t know just how to do this I don’t know just how to do this Yeah Aye Sometimes I feel so alone I don’t wanna be alone But I’m better off alone Post up at Paris you know how we come Post up at Paris yeah we keep a drum Yeah I fell off I was feeling numb Got me a bag now I'm having fun Saying some dumb shit you look like a bum Come to my streets and you caught a drum Talk about percs yeah that shit go dumb She plays with hearts yeah just for fun Post up at Paris you know how we come Post up at Paris yeah we keep a drum Yeah I fell off I was feeling numb Got me a bag now I'm having fun Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah
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