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JAY1 – Paris Lyrics

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 [Intro: JAY1]

Uh-uh, uh, uh-uh

Yeah, yeah

Uh, woo

(Nostalgia)

[Verse 1: JAY1]

Look at my face, I do not give a fuck

I pray for my niggas, I’m hoping they buss

She twerking and twerking, she turning it up

All my niggas backstage and we burning it up

They clapping and bragging, they thirsty for clout

If you talk bad you’ll get one to your mouth

My niggas are hungry, the streets are a drought

We leave with your gyallie, we’re getting it down (Down, down, down, down)

Yeah, yeah

I’m going to Paris to link with a baddie

Before I jet off I’ma bill up a fatty

My baby, she bad and she drives a Bugatti (Yeah, yeah)

Run up a check and I beg you be quick

Got diamonds and Gucci all up in my wrists

I come to the place likе I just hit a lick

I just hit the fucking belly, belly

Sеxy mami, tell her, “Come and get me”

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Smoking loud, I got that smelly, smelly

Now she’s rubbing all up on my semi, semi

Twenty rackers if you wanna book me

Never take me for a fucking rookie

In the booth you know I’m fucking cooking

Working, working, juugging when there’s no one looking

[Chorus: JAY1 & Berna]

Fucking up all these feelings, JAY1 couldn’t give a fuck about breddas

Peng tings wanna do pie, uh

Bitch, am I looking like Memphis?

I got the whole gang doing up leverage

D9 stepped through looking like the bestest

[?], put the peng tings on the guest list (Ayy, look)

Brozay gotta be there for a mention

[Verse 2: Berna]

I got a baddie, she thick as a brick

Freak of the week [?] of the ten (Skrr)

Gave me the coochie and buss up my Gucci

Didn’t like trap, ruined the drip (Ugh)

Pissed that I lost my grinder, now I’m the function looking for chip

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Bros got smoke for pricks

That not a trailer, that’s an extended clip

Huh, look at the clothes, I bought her those, look at the kicks

She fucks with the boy ’cause we’re young and we lit

And she didn’t eat dinner but she ate the dick

It’s probably ’cause we’re on top, if I drop this top, she’ll drop her top

I told bro-bro go look for her bestie but he’s in the corner looking for opps (Opps), fuck the cops (Cops)

Medicinal weed (Weed), it’s making me cough (Cough)

I’m with the squad, told her pull up to the zoo Gorillas all over the block (All over the block)

Biscotti or dog (Dog), huh

All in the air like fog

Beefing with bro, bring the burger out

Wipe his nose, give him something to smirk about

She heard from a Donny that I got a longy, now she wanna ride it, that’s word of mouth (Ride it, that’s word of mouth)

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Fuck the clout, I just wanna free all of my people out

All the drip on the boy, I don’t see a drought

We them niggas on top that they speak about

[Chorus: JAY1]

Fuck-fuck, fucking up all these feelings, JAY1 couldn’t give a fuck about breddas

Peng tings wanna do pie, uh

Bitch, am I looking like Memphis?

I got the whole gang doing up leverage

D9 stepped through looking like the bestest

[?], put the peng tings on the guest list

Brozay gotta be there for a mention


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