CHASEMG lyrics : "Paris"
But your girl wanna blow me
Like oh mi, oh my
Wait wait who's that, that guy
Walkin' down the street, he, so fly
Man man, I don't really know
I don't really know but here he go like a free throw
One-two-three, syllables
My flow's sick, menstrual flow
Control your chick, puppet show
I'm the %#@!, let it go
You just don't meet the status quo
Oh
Rubber bands
I'm the man
Kneel down to the high command
I was lost, now I understand
I ain't playin'
You playin' with fire, I got the upper hand
You think this a home game? Dude you in no mans land
Cars, girls, fame and fortune
Ima kill it, no abortion
My chick bad, like extortion
You so small, in proportion
We twist words, like contortion
Leave my place, you got deported
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