Lyrics:
it's a sign girl what do u mean
Paris uh Paris
Let's go to France
Let's run up bands
I said I was the man
I see it from a distance I can't get yo heart
C young, hol' up, yeah
Get me a passport, I'm goin' to Paris
Can't fuck with that lil' bitch, I can't be embarrassed
Ain't savin' no hoes, ain't no
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
calls
But I just let it ring and I don't go near it
I turn the volume up so that I can't hear it ring
My ear drums rumble my lungs vibrate
I'm in my own
pulled up
I told him what had happened
Someone stole my car
I said, "Come on Jeff, let's get him
He can't be far"
We rode around for about 20 minutes
phone calls
But I just let it ring and I don't go near it
I turn the volume up so that I can't hear it ring
My ear drums rumble my lungs vibrate
I
around or standin around, clown, when I'm gettin down
Heavy on bass
go lightly on the treble
you cant dig this then man you need a ??shuvel??
where's
and out the gym, feelin' slimmer than spaghetti
Stackin' muscle on these bones, yeah I got the hoes sweaty
Wait a second... Yo, we all outta weed
Let's go
killer, you're just the next
The next one I kill so don't be vexxed
I can't be stopped, I'll tear out your eyes
Then I'm sure you will Realize
Jeff is gonna
now!
Puba I love you so
Never never never gonna let you go
Once, I, get my hands on you
Puba I love you so
Never never never gonna let you go
I
can supply you if this nigga can't
Yeah he made some rap money
But I made some street money
Let's hit the bank
In battle rap, I'm a fuckin' legend
again
I should know better by now but they
Always turn out the same, I outta be
Spoiled as hell while watching the tournament
Of those who rely
the spot
Let me hear it
And you know it, you know it
Are y'all down with the beats
My DJ Jazzy Jeff is throwing on all the def beats
I want
of your dreams
Yo, what's up
Yeah, this is Jeff
Yeah I heard you talked to Prince today huh
Yeah let me guess
He's young but strong
Yeah
I kind a figured
used a judge a MC
On what?
By how amped and loud the whole crowd would be
I go eh
They go eh
If I go yeah
They go yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
let it smoke and smell that shit
I can't see shit, you're foggin' up the room
Gimme that shit, bitch, you're hoggin' the balloon (hey)
I might just
Loyal fans and newfound followers
Whassup y'all? Hello how are you doin out there?
You're chillin I'm winnin
Oh by the way the album's out go get
Loyal fans and newfound followers
Whats up y'all Hello how are you doin out there
You're chillin, I'm winnin
Oh, by the way, the album's out, go get
i named my ego jeff
fuck you jeff
go die a brutal death
yeah
it's no sweat
glad to get you off my chest
no regrets #noragrets
now let me catch my
to let go of life
Others want their talons on my talents 'cause they know I'm bright
Glowing like the fountain of youth
You know i'm soulful, right? But I
feel not a thing
Yet I feel everything
But I just keep it a pushin' go on bout my business and tip toe In Paris
I tip toe I n Paris in Paris in Paris I
eye, horrible eye, horrible eye
Go rollin' around
Can why'see it all
Can why'see it from here
Can why'laugh till yer weak on yer knees
If you can't, I
Jeff Beck you've been tryin' to outdo him . . . Awright, look, I'm gonna say one thing to you . . . this may not register right away, but let me say this
[Paris]
Again I start this, but I'll add a new twist
so the masses can't resist
The message brought by a Panther strictly
to relieve the disease
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