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Pi'erre Bourne

Paris

 

Paris

(альбом: Chavo's World 2 - 2021)


Lost and so sad
I gotta go back
To Paris
Even through I can't bring no straps
Kiss under the Eiffel Tower
She told me to ice her out

Fly for like ten hours
Right wheel Benz driver
Model legs walking around my bedroom
I ain't Ben Simmons
Flood out the sosshouse
Around my neck like I'ma big timer
Only nigga eating in Ledbury, it ain't that hard to find me
Only nigga eating in Ledbury, it ain't that hard to find me

I told her get it off her chest
I'm far, I gotta call collect
I just wanna car collect and stack money, that ain't far fetched
Told her gon' head get her visa ready
We gonna leave the country, let our arms stretch
She ain't never ever doubting me
She slept on the couch with me
Put it on the line and vouch for me
Know I ran it up astoundingly
Loubs for her like good news to her
Pool in the room and jacuzzi sir
Never stand bye, she a vampire
I want her head, executioner
Stamp every page on my passport
I'ma need me a new one
Stewardess gave me back before we landed
And her name was Susan
Smoking runts with lemonade, gave the plug to my shooter
I told her she drove me insane, told me it's just an illusion

Lost and so sad
I gotta go back
To Paris
Even through I can't bring no straps
Kiss under the Eiffel Tower
She told me to ice her out

Fly for like ten hours
Right wheel Benz driver
Model legs walking around my bedroom
I ain't Ben Simmons
Flood out the sosshouse
Around my neck like I'm a big timer
Only nigga eating in Ledbury, it ain't that hard to find me

It ain't that hard to find me
Speed off, the cops behind me
Gun in the car, won't compromise it
Big racks, those actual funds
I don't do the Capital One
Think it's her time of the month
YSL, I'm tying it up
Play with me, I'm firing you up
Dominoes, I'm lining you up, up
Flying her out, spending all kind of blue bucks
She like, "Daddy, I'm tryna do lunch"
I told her, "Give me a second
Let me roll some more of this runts"

Lost and so sad
I gotta go back
To Paris
Even through I can't bring no straps
Kiss under the Eiffel Tower
She told me to ice her out

Fly for like ten hours
Right wheel Benz driver
Model legs walking around my bedroom
I ain't Ben Simmons
Flood out the sosshouse
Around my neck like I'ma big timer
Only nigga eating in Ledbury, it ain't that hard to find me

Kiss under the Eiffel Tower
She told me to ice her out

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