album cover
Paris
5
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór Paris został wydany 28 czerwca 2023 przez 2Face Records jako część albumu Paris - Single
album cover
Data wydania28 czerwca 2023
Wytwórnia2Face Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM58

Kredyty

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brian Williams
Brian Williams
Songwriter

Tekst Utworu

Damn
Me and my **** in Paris, Me and my **** in Paris
All they bitches be asking me, Like, can we get married
I need a couple of mill for the feat, I'ma drop heat
I'ma drop
That bitch gon' eat on the meat, Damn, go spaz on the beat
Gon' spaz on that
Me and my ****, we all in the streets, kill a **** just to eat
If you think I'm worried about you, **** I'm just worried about me
Damn, all of my hits, all of my bars vary
Damn, that bitch got some ass, that shit fat tryna hit on that
Fuck that bitch and then I dip, fuck that bitch she shut her lip
Cause she keep talking bout the lean I sip, Fuck that bitch then I gotta dip
Fuck that bitch, we spray in her block, ****, we make the whole block hot
Fuck that bitch and she a thot thot, So don't step to me, I keep a chop chop
Brand new the tonka in the shop shop, Fuck that bitch, I got the clock clock
On my wrist, yea it glisten these diamonds is hitting, these flawless ass diamonds
Got a **** shivering
It's a real cold world, It's a real cold world
dick in that bitch, now she screamin'
Dick that bitch, now she screamin', dick in that bitch, now she creamin'
Diggin' that bitch, she can't even, She can't even
She can't even believe it
HB Bent, you all a ****, keep a fuckin' stick on him
Keep a fucking blick, it hit a **** in his shit
Fuck that bitch, now she suckin' all up on my dick
Nonstop to the top, you know how it get
I'm gon' need a tripod just to aim this shit
I'm gon' need ACOG hit you and ya bitch
Shit fully automatic, I don't need a fuckin' switch
The drugs takin' the pain away
Private plane waitin' on the runway
I'ma only be in L.A. for today
Come on, baby, let's just go and get away
She ride me dick like a Segway
****, today is your doomsday
150 my motherfuckin' parlay
Spanish mami, keep on callin' me José
Tell the bitch, olay
Tell the bitch, olay
Tell the bitch, olay
Tell the lil' bitch, make me fish fillet
Breezy, don't play
Drop some bombs out to Bombay
Startin' to feel like Midway
Dee & Tae, keep a couple of K's
So you know not to fuckin' play with em
You broke my heart
You broke my heart
Nothin' money won't fix
Nothin' will tear us apart
Deception don't trust
Two-faced, die hard
Whip that new range, ****
Push it, gon' start
You think I look at the price tag? Nah, ****
I swipe my card
And if the bitch wanna buy new Chanel bag
Gon' Swipe my MasterCard
You throw that shit at me, ****, I'll hit it
I'ma hit it out the ballpark
She gon' eat it up
She gon' blow hard
I got that Glock on me
Step back, shoot like Harden
Baby, you found me
So please stop searchin'
Baby, I know I want you
But I need the best version
Said I need the best version
Said I need the best
If that **** pussy wanna run, he learn a lesson
And, baby, I think I'm that one chosen
Written by: Brian Williams
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