n*ggas In Paris lyrics

by

Tyler, The Creator


[Intro: Traphik & Jay-Z]
[We're gonna skate to one song, and one song only
Ball so hard, motherf*ckers want to fine me]
Yeah
Yeah
N-words in Paris
Yeah

[Verse: Traphik]
Unleashed I'm a beast, I'm a animal
Eat MC's, I'm a cannibal
Trying to get to Paris and Nicole
You kids just suck, Amber Cole
2 more shots and I spill the chase
3 more shots can't feel my face
Steal your chick for the thrill of chase
And then I get more head then a pillowcase
You can't see me, Gucci frames orisue beanie
From your YouTube to your CD to your TVs and DVDs
b*tches in bikinis, I just pick 'em eenie-meanie
Rub my stick and get they wish, you can call my di*k a genie
Haters in my grill I make a funny face
Money in the bank I got a ton to waste
They say I'm getting fat, I'll take another plate
I'm going ham for the holidays, honey baste
So b*tch, get the f*ck up out my face before I smack it
Get your b*tch ass in the kitchen and go making a f*cking sandwich
Won't see me smoking the best cigars, or find me driving the best of cars
But I will be writing the best of bars
So take my pic with an SLR
With the highest resolution, change the game like evolution
I don't smoke, but just tonight, we'll get high as air pollution
b*tch

[Outro: Traphik]
That sh*t cray
That sh*t cray
What she order?
Timothy
Biatch!!!
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