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lns masu - lns.in.paris lyrics

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ball so hard muf-ckas wanna find me
my n-gga i ain’t hiding
we rockin designer got a gucci
on my waist and my ice is so blinding

all my n-ggas in the trap game
all my n-ggas need no fame
just money in our pocket credit cards in our wallets
and we gettin them bands like everyday

pull up shoot ya like we in chiraq
cop a draco and shoot you on the back
n-ggas pull up like we ain’t in the trap
but i grab my ruger and let it clap

n-ggas jealous of my style
polo shirts and we ridin
twitter beef ya we tired
just take your bullsh-t outside

imma cop me more bands
lemme know if you want some hands
we rockin all the designer style
while you wearin off brands

grab the 30 n-gga watch me shoot
eat her out and dip call that sh-t fast food
only f-ck arabs? you can call me mahmood
only savage cuz thats how we grew

f-ck 12 and f-ck the opps
round the world still avoidin cops
all these n-ggas out sellin rocks
all the hoes on all the c-cks

bimmer
cheater
snitch n-gga
beater

mexi
texi
migos
papi

p-ss it to bear let that n-gga spit rhymes
i said p-ss it to bear let that n-gga spit rhymes

my n-ggas in paris we ballin so hard
i’m f-ckin that b-tch and i hit that sh-t raw
she swallow my kids and i hit from the back
i hop in the black that foreign car

i don’t f-ck with lame i got on my hip
got the 30 right up on my hip
dumpin bullets from the muf-ckin clip
stay in your lane your n-ggas hit

hop in the foreign i been switching lanes
flexin my clothes on all these lames
i’m thumbing through blue bands everyday
not the president like f-ck you think

so get up out my f-ckin lane
i’m cooling with the f-ckin gang
lil bear i’m doin stains
four double-o that is the gang

so f-ck these n-ggas wanna really hate
n-ggas in paris like every f-ckin day
pour a four right in my fanta
like that sh-t turn dirty
aye

i don’t need no jollies
just need some thotties aye
you b-tch got on her knees
and gave me sloppy aye

i’m cool with the gang i don’t give a f-ck
i got the 30, this sh-t tucked
aye, aye, aye

my n-ggas in paris we don’t give a f-ck
i pour a four, a young n-gga slumped
b-tch, aye
my n-ggas we real know how ball

paris party till we see the sunrise
my n-ggas in paris party till we see the sunrise
gang

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