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at the blond girls, thinking of Paris and your home and someone in your
bed, calling for drinks to get mashed until early morning and it all started again, but

the motherfuckin' bad getters
The by any means necessary ass niggas

You might see me in a shootout with the Jakes
Skirt off and get away and twist the motherfuckin'

tryna take a lot
I be drippin' bout you up in Paris
Met a pussy bottle, she ain't take it
Why you left, nigga, think it a fact
Bitch, my side chick too

it
I believe you and I have been destined
Beauty in the struggle, you my intuition
Girl I love your crimson heart
Paris is our home, but paradise's

mark item in Lego Universe
Against the rules? Fuck it, it wasn't school, I was too cool,
One day I was searching for someone who would let me borrow

(Oui oui)

(Oui oui, oui oui)

(Let's get serious)

(Here it goes)

Say my name right, bitch, Yvie!

Like how they pronounce it on TV

I brought

to remember Baartmans body was held hostage in a museum in Paris until the 1970s
Who knew
(Why wasn't this taught from our history books)
And her remains

We can have a fashion show in my fuckin' room
Every time you take it off
You look brand new
Red dress got you lookin like a mufuckin' coupe
And you

let me do it?
Can't trust, can't trust, girl, you made me do it
I can hide you in the bed, keep on lock the bedroom
Killstreaks, killstreaks when I need

in
Devil coming I know he ain't settling
He fucked up the first time when he let me win
I bossed up
I'm drippy like a broken faucet
You been telling

1+1 is two thats you and me,we go to paris bridge
Bridge up all the money thats coming without guns
Its drk in de building
Thats wats up (lets go)

steal my stride
Nigga nobody gonna steal my stride
In the middle of the line doing better than fine
Cop a milli with these verses then I'll go to Paris so

the mall like I own it
Hit the dealership cop ten whips
Nah maybe three let's keep it real bit
Wherever I go got fam wit me
Sippin mai tai in the sand wit me

the answer
Wanna act gangsta
Let's have ya
Hasta luego
Wrap these stacks
It's me the payload
Scabby boy scapegoat
Water
Raincoat
Red tips come by the caseload

big belly I'd take your girl to Paris, we we and I'd eiffel dat, I from South London how could I relax, I saw man get chopped in his eye with axe,

Tell me I'll be up in the morning She, pretty and foreign
Something's off about her Ain judging your flaws
Feeling your walls She's getting aroused

tomorrow
Rose in the line, think that I'm blind
And I'm co-signing with codeine on my mind
I stand by my money, what you stand these bitches
I think I know

easy can be hard to take

You've got these rough spots
I'll rub 'em down
I want to show you I'm not just some easy girl you found
Let's go to Paris

Beautiful girl with the silicon and them fake lips
From Paris to the Berlin chicks
I don't really let you in
My crib
I am way to important
To sell my soul

I’ve been under pressure
With my bible on the dresser
Feeling like I messed up
And I’m lowkey in depression
Blame it on myself when I’m looking at my

to the Paris no we not staying in Hiltons 
But we is towering leverage

Lord have mercy, thou will not hurt me
They tell me i'm inspiring the music is just fire

back

Trips out to Paris
It's more to the world than LA
Sip on mimosas
On the islands
Out in Barbados

Just hold me close
If it gets a little scary
Just

procrastinating
I got a show in Paris coming up
Followed by London, I'ma tear it up
So many people just don’t care enough
Analyzing faces in the crowd staring up

City of the Padres

Dyablo

Destrukxion

2001

Is to be a g
And stay paid
Get da money and power
And ge laid
Make it bounce by da freestyle
Da Boogie Man breaks it down
To versatile so
As da clock