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7 AM in Paris

Caesar

Gatsby

14.04.2015

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Tekst piosenki
[Verse 1] Who's that with the white chick Looking at his cards like psychic? Damn, I'm so gorgeous Caesar the meanest, but I'm still the nicest Kill 'em for moderate prices Watch these niggas get sad, fold Heartbeat faster than droptop Lambos Looking like a heartthrob Matter fact, a dream boat She says I'm an asshole What the fuck you mean though? You just mad that I'm cutthroat, no joke Wanna cut corners, you still in a box though I'mma keep it hot like some socks on a jock They all don't mind 'cuz they know I'm about to blow White girls in the 90210 We kill like that's all we fucking know Baby girl, don't you know you're beautiful? You watch and finger while I dress out on these hoes You smell like Paris on a Tuesday Squad going up in a few days Chilling in the free world, feeling like a new slave 2 Chains, whole team fire Sasuke [Verse 2] It's all a catastrophe Ass fat, but her face is a masterpiece Too bad she's in love with the hotel suite And the alcohol name in a language that she don't speak And I'm coming for the game but they don't peep I don't seek anything but the old me Now I feel like old Kobe when on A Why you niggas hate on me? Damn, why you niggas hate on me? Straight outta high school, Lebron Double Tron and Decepticon—trapped in a Ferrari And they still all wanna hate on me? While you niggas hate on me I'm in the booth while these young niggas yawnin' Dust 'til dawn, I gotta put on 'Cuz if I don't work, who else will they hate on? Yeah, no WiFi Because of the internet—I'm wide eyed High noon, high after midnight Slide in DMs, yeah, I just might Breakfast in bed just to prove I'm a good guy Then we can stir fry Do I really love you or don't I? I could see us being real through my third eye You hit me up on my blind side Now I'm walking around with some hard irons Heart broken apart like apartheid I party so hard so I don't cry I'm tweaking I think that I might call You up? We can chat like the old times But baby I'll stay on my grind 'Cuz I have to claim what is mine They all wanna hate I tell 'em that's fine Even that if you finish, Taylor in '09 I'm coming for pounds and I'm hunting them down Give 'em black eye Aye Captain Brother brought a gun and keep asking I wanna fall in love with a bad bitch Who makes me laugh and mad blunt with a passion
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