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fleamarketmedia - buzzcut in paris lyrics

[verse 1: wonda.]
you ain’t bouta see your face
get a big gun out my place it’s a race
i got big funds and they ain’t traced, i need sp+ce
big blow, big base, big guns, big funds, big money, big cash, big products, big ace big +
i got money, i got racks, i got stacks
living in a palace, spent a whole bunch, all on tax
in my head, filled with malice, told my shawty to relax, sleep paralysis
call me dead when i speak, all i say is facts
you ain’t hard boy throw you in the yard boy
in a prison i’m your guard boy
going no regard boy
i’m your guard boy, going no regard

[interlude]
yo, yo we got f+cking 17 people on this sh+t
this ain’t no brockhampton sh+t this that motherf+cking fleamarketmedia sh+ttt

[verse 2: john lenard]
yeah i’m f+cked up, i got so much issues
but til the day i die, i will never miss you
no longer got no tears inside of tissues
now i only stay loyal to the pistol
i need a buzzcut in paris
i gotta shout out my parents
yеah they showed love but showеd me war so i bottled up my feelings
god d+mn p+ssy boy, you talk too much, can’t hear myself, can you shut the f+ck?
i’m still underage so i got apple juice in my sippy cup
put your b00bies in my face i’m not lactose intolerant
call me dr. lenard ’cause i just earned my doctorate
don’t care ’bout what you say ’cause i’m bad and mysterious
this sh+t just a game, why you acting so serious?
[verse 3: ohhitszar]
y’all say i f+cking fell off
how the f+ck i fall off?
i wasn’t even on one
y’all say y’all like me?
well i don’t see you streaming my songs
the more i think about it, i think i need you all gone
i got a fat ass, don’t touch it
i got like 3 girls that i’m f+cking
and i got 2 that i’m in love with
but i don’t take none of them in public
need a goth girl that’s really cute and i want her to step on me
she’ll say “i’m breedable”, like what the f+ck does that mean?
like my girls thicker than a blizzard from dairy queen
i been trippin off the horse paste so i need me some ketamine
bouta see george strait in october, won’t be sober
meg thee stallion if you’re hearing this, please come over
i miss you

[verse 4: douglas arizona]
i need a buzzcut in paris
i got memories to cherish
i got her in my eyelids
i’m just gonna vanish
like 0 to 100, 4 views to diamonds
run away to europe, like what happened
still doin laps and dua lipa still haven’t called me back
and i got no reasons to relax, i still can’t believe i slack, i still slap
she said no cap back when i got the pink hat
(she said no cap back when that pink hat)
[verse 5: nicky t]
chilling wit doja cat
all in my mind, i ain’t really got time for that
what is relax?
coming home from school watching toons
yeh i gotta bring it back
sending jokes in the chat
yeah i’m tryna get a laugh
y’all be stingy wit da rap
really thanos wit da snap
feel like dora wit da map
meg let zar tap
like he’s a really cool dude
he’s a really cool dude
i’m bouta make a move
sending rockets to the moon
she playing all these games
i ain’t even gotta tryna clue
feel like casper with da boo
yeah i’m chilling with the crew
why you acting brand new?
why you acting brand new?
shoutout pops big lou
know the cooking real smooth
me and bro’s can’t lose
feeling like builder wit da tools
b+tches picking and they choose
always switching up the moods
i’m just here with the crew
i’m just here for the crew
[verse 6: kinematik]
she chilling with the crew, looking for some crew neck
she wanna get verified with a blue check
how you gon’ settle down with them loose checks
now she acting like a groupie over group text
now she want the bird seed like a coupe nest
got me feeling like woody woodp+ck+r
just like john lenard, i’m a homewrecker, wrecker, wrecker, wrecker

[outro]
attention shoppers… we are fleamarketmedia
it’s a spooky season, stay away from us or you’ll get anemia…
hahahaha >:)

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