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She's telling me, as by the past,
same old stories, about Paris;
and i remain, my Grand-father,
with just his bike, across the streets.
So many tales,

To tempt me to madness

I thought for a while that your poignant smile
Was tinged with the sadness

Of a great love for me.
Ah yes, I was wrong.

of love so cold
This city of love so cold
This city of love so cold

Don't call me by my name
We in step when it feels right
This flame I have for you
It'll

on the lea-rig
My own kind Dearie O
The hunter loves the morning sun
To rouse the morning deer, my jo
At noon the fisher seeks the glen
A down the burn to steer,

faces
Big knot Eddie Murphy bitch we trading places
Free my nigga Tay-K we off to the races
All I know is money man that’s all that we be chasing

They say, "Damn, Papi, you cold"
In the kitchen makin' love to the stove
I love that bitch more than she'll ever know
That bitch keep me in Girbaud
Damn,

darling
Oh the west side of Paris
Reach out your hand my dear
I'm waking up surrounded by my tears
The west side baby

week in my closet 

New York Paris fashion week in my 



Fashion show Sunday 

Bad bitch runway 

No ordinary love kiss of death Sade 

Andre Kanye

strains 
We smoke like ten grams a day 

My Girl just asked me why i still have to smoke 
She dont know that am trapping 
I dont live by the governmrmt

Grand Hang Out

Fat Joe

Sweat

2004

my dirty Jesse James
The CEO of dirty and he go by Cornell Haynes
Mean-mugging all you niggas like I hopped up out your dame
I'm like uh-oh, there

My breath is taken by God's cabaret as the sun sinks down on a golden day
And the weary sea rolls up to the mackerel sky to kiss one more day goodbye

Beverly Terrace

Sloan

The Double Cross

2011

I'd love to change your permanent address
Even for a week or two down by the bay
Now don't be embarrassed
Of the well upholstered times from another

How'd I get so faded?
I'm boutta' do a show in Paris
I swear I'm feelin' like I made it

Makin' deposits off of bein' a prophet
Turnin' visions into

And Hiding Away

The Innocence Mission

Umbrella

1991

I prize the cloudy, tearing sky
for the thoughts that flap and fly.
For staying in and reading by.
For sitting under.

I read a book of Madeline

Without You

Brian McKnight

Just Me

2011

I went to London
And every afternoon I had a spot of tea
But it was lonely there by myself, I and me
Without love

So I went to Paris
The city

Dandelion

Written by: Emi Sunshine, Alisha Hamilton & Fish Fisher


Marlee's been wonderin'

Where have all the mean kids been?

There ain't been

You step into the clubhouse
With Aunt Caroline by your side
You still don't know
I see through your many disguises
You love to pack and go
Take

way

She had lived out in Paris before Paris fell
Singing, when will I hear again from Jean-Michel?

And she prayed for his soul and she hoped he

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and thin skinned
So listen up

I need a heaping helping
Of some romance
Not that Paris Texas
We saw the Eiffel Tower
But it was in Las Vegas
Got married by

Cold, Dark, and Empty

Vinnie Paz

God of the Serengeti

2012

to agree, niggas don't love us
Niggas don't want us, niggas don't trust us, niggas can't touch us!
My life that's on paper? That's the shit that I publish

clap your hand, hands?
And I wanna do something
I wanna do something then
(The east coast don't love Dr dre
And Snoop Dogg?)
Can you clap your hand,

Hit from the back, her shit is bussing
So good, imma fly her out to London
Spent two days, one night in Paris
Fell in love, we made love

The One

Slaughterhouse

SlaughterHouse

2009

my Love Below by her Speakerbox
(The one, Katy Perry tried to kiss my wife)
And gave me dome and Katie's home, baby, this the life!

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