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Paris

by Justin Rarri

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Baby I'm trappin', so just leave me 'lone, I ain't gon' say how I feel today I been ridin' doley with my brothers, these niggas ain't cut enough, I had to get away Fuck all these broke niggas, I ain't never really fucked with y'all niggas Only worried 'bout the bands and my niggas, she don't like it when I'm out with my niggas Bitch, I'm a real life savage, fuck a nigga hoe, took her out to Paris And that bitch know I'm 'bout it, I get two-hunnid-fifty in a mansion On the gang I swear we wildin', tool-er in the back, don't try no edgy shit Told my whole team that I got 'em, fuck on a hoe while I count these commas I'm runnin' it up, countin' up Obama's Got it all by myself, you ain't believe, we was sellin' leafs, with these hoes on me Nigga set up with the gang, know they rock with me, big killers and them O's with me Twenty-five just for the gold on three, can't no nigga walk, like he known with me No number, just the gold on three (ugh) Got on my ass and bitch put Louis on my dawg Broke niggas talk down on my name, just like these hoes 'cause I'on trust 'em I got a message for all you fake niggas, that have never seen me come from nothing Whole lotta hoes they mad at me, 'cause after I fuck I swear I'ma dub her Told that bitch I can fly her to Asia, how you blowin' my phone when you hate me? Only fuck with me 'cause I got paper, they talking on me like they know I'ma take it Got rubies and Ritz, tomorrow we baking it, and that nigga try finding converstations, I hate it That bitch, we got them bands by our 'lone, 'lone, why they talkin' to me? I'on know y'all Baby I'm trappin', so just leave me 'lone, I ain't gon' say how I feel today I been ridin' doley with my brothers, these niggas ain't cut enough, I had to get away Fuck all these broke niggas, I ain't never really fucked with y'all niggas Only worried 'bout the bands and my niggas, she don't like it when I'm out with my niggas Bitch, I'm a real life savage, fuck a nigga hoe, took her out to Paris And that bitch know I'm 'bout it, I get two-hunnid-fifty in a mansion On the gang I swear we wildin', tool-er in the back, don't try no edgy shit Told my whole team that I got 'em, fuck on a hoe while I count these commas I'm runnin' it up, countin' up Obama's

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