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Niggas In ParisShystie |
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SHYSTIE |
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So you know I had to kill it |
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Heard a lot of motherfcukers spitting on the instrumental who up under me |
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But I never heard a woman on the riddim that be absolutely killing it and fuck it up with no apologies |
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So, I heard all the covers everybody jumping on and I'ma make em run for cover let me bun dem |
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Reign on em, summertime flow lemme son dem |
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I'll bodybag any motherfucker I'm from London |
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Ball so hard that shit cray, na hold up that shit mad |
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I want one Porsche in all grey, na hold up all white goes hard |
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I took this man out on dates, he ain't use to lobster and warm plates |
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He talking 'bout he want PERi-naise, na this ain't Nando's nigga better know I'm paid |
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Listen to the riddim how I'm flowing on it |
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Gotta make history, be iconic |
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They don't really wanna be about when I'm on it |
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Cause I'm too bloodclart sick, if I'm honest |
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When I go in bitch, I go in hard |
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If you can do it better than me then step up |
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If you can't, I don't wana hear no talk |
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You're a pussy and you'll get outlined in chalk you prick |
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See me in the club in my ray rays |
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Goose got me hanging like KKK |
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Spend so much that shit cray |
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C gave P's to the DJ-J |
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Told him wheel up Rozay |
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Hoes got gassed like No way |
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We do ice cold shots of jager |
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Im like bitch you better know we do this all day |
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See I got da niggas inda 0121 |
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So you know dat I got rep brum, BAWW |
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Can I say the word nigga? well Gweneth was allowed |
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Got niggas in north east west and da south |
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From London town, im ah rude bitch |
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My circles tight, no rubix |
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Told motherfckas this is more than music |
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Now im killing it, motherfcuka act stupid |
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Acting like they dont know im ill |
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Bitch ive heard ya shit and its eww |
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Bitch ive seen ya shit and its whack |
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R.I.P bitches dont come back, your dead |
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I dont give a shit about how you're feeling |
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Ina couple months im gona hurt feelings |
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Im gona tear shit up right down to the ground |
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Gona wish u stuck around and believed in boy |
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I love my life this shit Cray, na this shits mad (repeat) |
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Mad (Repeat) |
