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I am is what I am
The bands they make her dance
I had a night in Paris but I never went to France
You knew was that nigga baby at the first glance

so cold
He been trappin' through the rain with them fuckin' old clothes
He don't let nobody in he gon' keep the door closed
Feel that hole in his

plate
I still wanna see Paris
Still got tours I wanna headline
Still got GOATs I wanna meet
Number one is Hov
Number two Tariq
Inspired by the greatest

tryna score don't let him in
I, ain't got what he want but later on can try again 
I, Showed up just to kick it boy don't make us punch you down 
All that

want some practice
VVS chains looking like a habit

Black and white Margiela's
London season status
Raf Simmons Rick Owens
Shooters out in Paris

We

The Vibe

Ice MC

Dreadatour

2006

a rhyme 
I get uptight when I am around people 
Who can't feel the vibe and the scene ain't equal 
I ask myself why when they pass me by 
They act like

Home

Leon Jackson

When You Believe

2008

Another summer day
Has come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home
Mmm

Maybe surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all

but got nothing on you

Sure, back in Dallas, we've got some nice things
But I would give it all up just to buy you a ring
And I know it's Paris that

to win
But it's hard for me to trust if you can't let me in
I saw you with a new guy over summer
I'll see you in a couple when you're bored of him
But it

tainted by my deepest woes
Achieving all my wildest goals
Means leaving all my friends at home
Let em go
I know they’ll understand it
Trynna cop McLarens

tainted by my deepest woes
Achieving all my wildest goals
Means leaving all my friends at home
Let em go
I know they’ll understand it
Trynna cop McLarens

in this bitch
Nothing but fuck
So we fucked all this room on this bed
When it was over she went home and left me lonely
Yeah
Roll up a fatty lets get

to New York
Slay on the 3rd I be gon by the 4th
Shorty she French got me whippin the quiche
I let her whisper my government chill
Play wit that thang put

Shyt wit Norman's killer 
I told her kool 
cnd after that weed never speak again
cnd since I been snapping they gon let me in 
Son all these rappers now

check, 
That I should find a place to call my own. 

My grandfather died when the summer came by 
And again I was on my own 
I ended up in Connecticut

That's hot what your into
Your sounding like Hilton
Now I kinda wana just take u to Paris
Making me wanna believe in the concept of marriage
My butter cup

myself
Yet it feels like help ain't coming in a
World where a dream without
Wealth ain't nothing
Let the body count rise in the city
Because pride is

I met you on a train
You asked me my name
I took your breath away
We fell hard and fast and I let you
kiss me all the way
Through Paris, London,

fines by five times. It's a 
price climb to pay your bills the way it tilts like a 
land fill hill built in the financial playing field. 
They can steal

a big dawg in the field man I don’t even bark I just bite your a puppy 
I know some yutes who go say they get money but always got saved by their buddies

a Perky in Paris I'm down like I'm Debbie
My showers are money, the weather metallic
I'm Martian, I'm bloodied, by Whyandotte production
The body still

sight)
Baby make the right sign (Baby make the right sign)
Shorty in the backseat high speed in rari
Speeding down the back street
Boulevard in paris
Cause

up
Booty got me tripping so I had to take sabbatical
By the time I'm finished imma send her to the catacomb
C'es Paris, now we kissing like the French

Big money tough talking in the streets
Can you tell me why they hate on me
(Is it the money that i see)
Loyalty from my team yes indeed
Only real