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A. Nayaka - Woke Up In Paris şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: A. Nayaka

albüm: Cold Cuts


Yeah
Yeah
I woke up in Paris with beautiful women
I'm looking straight up at the Eiffel
I cannot disclose all the things that had happened
That shit was the tip of the iceberg
Left wrist froze, Audemars Skelly my rose be gold
Always a youngin, I never get old
PTSD back when I was still broke, yeah
I don't wanna talk, no chitchat
Cheddar better not put bullshit in my platter
I'm worried 'bout a business
They hand out profits you can't even fathom
Hold on, gas
Keep a liquor with the cash
They gon' crash
Broiling in it with a dash
Hold on, all of my dubs embedded
All of my Vs vendetta
And all of my Ls invented
Made up all by the foes, yeah
I've been thinking of my woes
Pull up in a motorcade when I land
Medical grade from Thailand, yeah
I woke up in Paris with beautiful women
I'm looking straight up at the Eiffel
I cannot disclose all the things that had happened
That shit was the tip of the iceberg
Left wrist froze, Audemars Skelly my rose be gold
Always a youngin, I never get old
PTSD back when I was still broke, yeah
I don't wanna talk, no chitchat
Cheddar better not put bullshit in my platter
I'm worried 'bout a business
They hand out profits you can't even fathom
Hold on, gas
Keep a liquor with the cash
They gon' crash
Broilling in it with a dash
Mans too wavy, the whip too brazy
Haven't got a AP, the hoes go crazy
Man not lazy, I grind like daily
I don't give a shit 'bout a thing, just pay me
Hoes can't chat 'cause they all to chat
Know what I mean? I'm just saying they clapped
Like how can you hit on a three and below and then claim that you pulling
It's more of a joke
When I was a youngin, I ain't have no paper
Now I'm three for three 我的歌, no misses
Now I DND when they call, no favors
Airbnb every night 'cause I like 我的life
不用live on the 'gram but I'm getting more fans
2022, yeah, I'm coming for your boo
Praying that I'm eating every meal at Towoo
Keep a mask on for my ice in a room in a pool in a school
Way they going achoo
Seven set figures, bet you know it's what I do
Praying to my Glock, it's the only thing I shoot
80-racks packed in the back of my sack
When I'm looting all your shit, yeah, you know that's a fact
Stay tryna copy my swag
Don't care 'bout her man
She suck on my tool
Her boyfriend a fool
Uh, I told you they clapped
I woke up in Paris with beautiful women
I'm looking straight up at the Eiffel
I cannot disclose all the things that had happened
That shit worth the tip of the iceberg
Left wrist froze, Audemars Skelly, my rose be gold
Always a youngin, I never get old
PTSD back when I was still broke, yeah
I don't wanna talk, no chitchat
Cheddar better not put bullshit in my platter
I'm worried 'bout a business
They hand out profits, you can't even fathom
Hold on, gas
Keep a liquor with the cash
They gon' crash
Broilling in it with a dash (skrrr)

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