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august.iii - paaji lyrics

[chorus}
me and my paajis enter the party
gyal stop looking all naughty
i see this bad ting looking like ashanti
say she like a brudda see me dripping in
givenchy
go low baby go down low
i can see you creeping from across the dance
floor
i take her home make her hit them high notes
then i make her whine low whine whine whine
low

[verse 1]
you should see the way i stepped out the crib in
italian drip
chest raised up like a stallion’s is
i don’t want drama
i just make its
i’m that skinny n+++++
rocking that medallion sh++
up north you can catch me getting lit
never rock a bally i get gyally when they see this
light skin

i got the torch for my city this is it
rolling with my squady to thе top and ain’t
n0body getting in
i got this bad girl and she looking h+lla thick
acting hеlla naughty when she steps up to the
d+++
miss, have you ever seen a brother like this
nigerian but i’m still mixed with a brit
cause i pull up to the whip i pull up to the party
i tell the waitress bring that remy martin
cause i been going at it to the early morning
then i step up to a chick she looking h+lla
naughty

and yeah she wanna ride pon da aubergine say
she like my style versace all on me
got a wrist full of ice how she noticed me
see her arch up in the club when i pour the
drink
no lie she just wanna sekkle with the guy
bad ting
know that she been drilling off my line
off white, i can see the look up in her eye got
patron with the ice when we turning up

[chorus]
me and my paajis enter the party
gyal stop looking all naughty
i see this bad ting looking like ashanti
say she like a brudda see me dripping in
givenchy
go low baby go down low
i can see you creeping from across the dance
floor
i take her home make her hit them high notes
then i make her whine low whine whine whine
low
[verse 2]
it’s like a step up in the rave and bus a 1/2 step
smile on my face pretty gyal to the left
she said you wanna dance so i had to go flex
money in my right hand, left hand on her dress
you know i had to impress
see the diamonds vvs
i’ll be with your bae imma put her to the test
cause she ride with a brother she don’t wanna
no drama
no she all up on the brother she call me the
farda

pretty face yeah they all know who i am
champagne, plantain i’m the affy man
balmain top getting money is the plan
cause i hustle with the gang and i hustle for the
bands i
won’t stop imma boss up in the lands
won’t stop i’m a boss up on the gram
won’t stop i’m no regular man
i got your be in the back with the clan she love
the paco rabanne

- august iii lyrics

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