Paris

[Verse 1] Time's up, I'm jumpin' in the side door Beside you, disposition those whole mild A child to a mountain makin' milestones Gemstones ain't got nothin' on my shine yo Abide though, the rules I make for potholes Shut it, I done done it, son it, niggas Jigga's favorite new artist he ain't heard of Prince give me mad dubs Tighter than Michael Jackson's glove, the left one A-hee-hee, wanna fall in love with me-hee? And she-hee jelly, you ain't ready for it And when you ready, I'll get Freddy, we get Jason on it You complacent homie, you a pencil, I'm erasin' homie Better get big trick And as I wrote that, my pen ran out of ink Now look up irony and tell me what you really think [Hook] (x2) Have you ever been to Paris, at night? Neither have I (x4) [Verse 2] Have you ever been to Paris? Me neither And if you said you did then I pro'ly won't believe ya Got a cousin named Litha, ya pro'ly never meet her Cause they live in Detroit and that city be lethal Can't buy liquor on a Sunday, what is you sayin'? But beyond that man, a nigga can't explain But beyond you, I could finally see the sand Excuse me while I give myself a freakin' tan Kill 'em all like I'm the freakin' Son of Sam It's like I'm a Muslim and you a piece of ham, yuck I would never touch ya Rather, you will never touch me, good luck though Runnin' and runnin' until I can't go I clicked the picture that's in y'all's pocket Part and polly up in lane, partly and polly out makin' particles Sparkle, that glitter ain't gold, that glitter ain't gold at all She lyin', you lyin', go flyin', the strike of the iron, that's hot Step back from pitter pat, get that from the tit for tat Rat-ta-ta-tatouille, right up when I find you We sat back, recline, sit to we [Hook] [Outro] (Paris) I'm in Paris nigga I'm in Paris In the highway, eatin' crossaints and drinkin' tea bitch