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- trap Paris 歌詞 Machine Gun Kelly Quavo Ty Dolla $ign
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- Ty Dolla $ign trap Paris 歌詞
- Machine Gun Kelly Quavo Ty Dolla $ign
- Ayy
Woke up in woke up in
Soundin real godly
Quavo
Woke up in Paris
Broke all the mirrors that lean
Watch me last night was too turnt
They caught me ******* on camera
I aint embarrassed
Pull up back home flag on tats out what the ** ** is that bout
Im home bred hometown been around the world Im back now
Im Mr. Miyagi with wax in the sake
And Im running the streets to the city like rocky
Who da champ who da champ
Diamond fangs like a vamp
Wheres the package with the stamp
Bust it open by the lamb
Roll it up till I cramp
Uh four rings on my hands uh
Smoke rings from the grams uh
Got a lady and a tramp
B*tch I made it from the trap
Gunner
I woke up in Paris
In the bed with a bad b*tch bad b*tch bad b*tch
First I roll up the lesh
Then I went back for seconds
Swear that ***** the wettest
I woke up in Paris
In the bed with a bad b*tch bad b*tch bad b*tch
First I roll up the lesh
Then I went back for seconds
Swear that ***** the wettest
Made it from the bottom what you thinking of me what you thinking
I made it from the bottom what you thinking of me what you thinking
When I was on the bottom you didnt hang out with me no way
Now I got some dollars they keep hanging with me yeah
Take a lot of Molly thats your fantasy thats your fantasy
Pull up with the gang and stop playing with me stop playing
You took too much of Coco it made your nose bleed tripping
Too turnt for the bando too
Shoot two times through the window shoot
Pop one off for the kid though pop one
Pop one off the extendo shoot
Old money like a Nintendo
Bring it back home this the reload bring back
Crips mights call it a kilo crip
Bloods might call it a bilo blood
Put my wrist in a freezer wrist
Hit it up turn it up to beast mode yeah
B*tch I made it from the trap trap
Whole thang in my lap
B*tch I made it from the trap trap
Got your girl in my lap yeah
B*tch I made it from the trap trap
Got the police running laps yeah
B*tch I made it from the trap
B*tch I made it out the trap
I woke up in Paris
In the bed with a bad b*tch bad b*tch bad b*tch
First I roll up the lesh
Then I went back for seconds
Swear that ***** the wettest
I woke up in Paris
In the bed with a bad b*tch bad b*tch bad b *tch
First I roll up the lesh
Then I went back for seconds
Swear that ***** the wettest
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