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J'adore Paris
Y
She said don't go 'cause she needing me
Kiss my neck in the back of the SUV
And she my type shit, Playboi Carti
I invest in her, turn her to a Barbie
I got my PYT near Dartford
And my freak that stays near Greenwich
Free my tugs that's Thameside living
Hit the roof, start making a killing
Bareback ting
Milly's hittin' it raw
Show me you're bad
Fuck me like a whore
Y
She said don't go 'cause she needing me
Kiss my neck in the back of the SUV
And she my type shit, Playboi Carti
I invest in her, turn her to a Barbie
I got my PYT near Dartford
And my freak that stays near Greenwich
Free my tugs that's Thameside living
Hit the roof, start making a killing
Bareback ting
Milly's hittin' it raw
Show me you're bad
Fuck me like a whore
B22's, I look good in Dior
Fuck bare gyal
Dem Paris J'adore
Gaza the gang
Got a whole heap of skengs
Bite back
Leng cheng, rev up the yeng
Can't lie, bro, I miss fuckin' with–
Backseat gyal, get fucked in the Benz
I got Henny in cup, I'm leaning up
She came straight from the States, I beat it up
I make her feel how like sativa does
I'm so drunk, might call Salisha up
Girls, they need to fuck
Man ain't keeping up
Bro put his feet on the gas, he's speeding up
You can't have her
Fuck bare gyal
Dem Paris J'adore
Gaza the gang
Got a whole heap of skengs
Bite back
Leng cheng, rev up the yeng
Can't lie, bro, I miss fuckin' with–
Backseat gyal, get fucked in the Benz
I got Henny in cup, I'm leaning up
She came straight from the States, I beat it up
I make her feel how like sativa does
I'm so drunk, might call Salisha up
Girls, they need to fuck
Man ain't keeping up
Bro put his feet on the gas, he's speeding up
You can't have her
Don't make Ps enough
Like Intent, mandem creepin' up
Everyone knows the gang got (Shotta)
Told off, swear man a brand-new grime
If I like her, I got to make her mine
Thumpers when I'm in the booth with Y
Outright, anytime I purchase cars
So high, bro, I might touch the stars
Lover boy, I ain't tryna break no hearts
Round 2 done, now she wanna restart
She said don't go 'cause she needing me
Kiss my neck in the back of the SUV
And she my type shit, Playboi Carti
I invest in her, turn her to a Barbie
I got my PYT near Dartford
And my freak that stays near Greenwich
Like Intent, mandem creepin' up
Everyone knows the gang got (Shotta)
Told off, swear man a brand-new grime
If I like her, I got to make her mine
Thumpers when I'm in the booth with Y
Outright, anytime I purchase cars
So high, bro, I might touch the stars
Lover boy, I ain't tryna break no hearts
Round 2 done, now she wanna restart
She said don't go 'cause she needing me
Kiss my neck in the back of the SUV
And she my type shit, Playboi Carti
I invest in her, turn her to a Barbie
I got my PYT near Dartford
And my freak that stays near Greenwich
Free my tugs that's Thameside living
Hit the roof, start making a killing
Bareback ting
Milly's hittin' it raw
Show me you're bad
Fuck me like a whore
B22's, I look good in Dior
Fuck bare gyal
Dem Paris J'adore
Gaza the gang
Got a whole heap of skengs
Bite back
Leng cheng, rev up the yeng
Can't lie, bro, I miss fuckin' with–
Backseat gyal, get fucked in the Benz
J'adore Paris
Hit the roof, start making a killing
Bareback ting
Milly's hittin' it raw
Show me you're bad
Fuck me like a whore
B22's, I look good in Dior
Fuck bare gyal
Dem Paris J'adore
Gaza the gang
Got a whole heap of skengs
Bite back
Leng cheng, rev up the yeng
Can't lie, bro, I miss fuckin' with–
Backseat gyal, get fucked in the Benz
J'adore Paris
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