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calvin coolidge (rapper) - niggas in paris (remix) lyrics

f-cking all your visuals
h-ll of an individual
and even in december well i’ve never a biblical
remember when i render the better is so residual
so let him go and get a fool and tell him the he pitiful
i don’t trap dog but i rap dog
and we well connected like catdog
i rep dc, caps dog
and i think about money when im jacking off
east side west side live it up
i see that v card give it up
these b-tches trynna check like hockey but i don’t give a puck
ball so hard all the girls wanna f-ck me
only if they’re lucky
cruzing like taio
now i feel like yao
nothing’s above me
f-ck you you don’t owe me sh-t
just play this station, sony sh-t
i take your girl that phony b-tch
she swallow seamen like moby d-ck
never will i live under another mans hands
that sh-t’s r-t-rded
like i do paint jobs on dodge rams
i’m a pick up artist
six sick sh-t, ether ether, you the king? pleased to meet ya
brag cause you got a queen but man some queens look just like queen latifah
f-cked a girl from new jersey, she don’t deserve me , she’s a dirty, wh0r-
she asked me if i want some head, i said ehhh, jersey, sure
ball so hard motherf-ckers wanna foul me, but that sh-t’s dumb
cause the second that a motherf-cker touches one of us it’ll be the second that that f-cker gets his sh-t jumped
you good at the game but you can’t win, you need to watch lebron play
cause the only james that has a ring is his motherf-cking fiancee
you wanna get em we can hit em
never losing be winning
never tripping we can take em all out for sport
we all be getting faded like an indoor ball on an outside court
in the game no way you rainbow g-y, you belong in a bag of skittles
i’ve been ballin since like six years old you just learned how to dribble
for my town, i hold it down like place kicks, you faking though
you fake b-tch, if you don’t like this, you tasteless, h2o
executive branch and and repping that sh-t till i step in the depths of the heavens and sh-t
and they hear what i spit and they sever the wrists
and so please can you tell me who’s better than this

- calvin coolidge rapper lyrics

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