| Ayy
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| Woke up in woke up in
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| Soundin' real godly
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| Quavo
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| Sonny rolling grams of wax
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| Woke up in Paris
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| Broke all the mirrors (that lean)
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| Watch me, last night was too turnt
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| They caught me fucking on camera
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| I ain’t embarrassed
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| Pull up, back home, flag on, tats out, what the fuck is that 'bout?
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| I’m home-bred, hometown, been around the world, I’m back now
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| I’m Mr. Miyagi with wax in the sake
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| And I’m running the streets to the city like Rocky
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| Who da champ? |
| Who da champ?
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| Diamond fangs like a vamp
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| Where’s the package with the stamp?
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| Bust it open by the Lamb
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| Roll it up until I cramp
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| Uh, four rings on my hands, uh
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| Smoke rings from the grams, uh
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| Got a lady and a tramp
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| Bitch I made it from the trap
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| Gunner
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| I woke up in Paris
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| In the bed, with a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)
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| First I roll up the lesh
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| Then I went back for sex
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| Swear that pussy the wettest
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| I woke up in Paris
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| In the bed, with a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)
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| First I roll up the lesh
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| Then I went back for sex
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| Swear that pussy the wettest
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| Made it from the bottom, what you thinking of me? |
| (what you thinking)
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| I made it from the bottom, what you thinking of me? |
| (what you thinking)
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| When I was on the bottom, you didn’t hang out with me (no way)
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| Now I got some dollars, they keep hanging with me (yeah)
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| Take a lot of Molly, that’s your fantasy (that's your fantasy)
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| Pull up with a gang and stop playing with me (stop playing)
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| You took too much of Coco, it made your nose bleed (trippin)
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| Too turnt for the bando (too)
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| Shoot two times through the window (shoot)
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| Pop one off for the kid though (pop one)
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| Pop one off the extendo (shoot)
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| Old money like a Nintendo
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| Bring it back, this the reload (bring back)
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| Crips mights call it a kilo (crip)
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| Bloods might call it a bilo (blood)
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| Put my wrist in a freezer (wrist)
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| Hit it up, turn it up to beast mode (yeah)
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| Bitch I made it from the trap (trap)
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| Whole thang in my lap
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| Bitch I made it from the trap (trap)
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| Got your girl in my lap (yeah)
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| Bitch I made it from the trap (trap)
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| Got the police running laps (yeah)
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| Bitch I made it from the trap
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| Bitch I made it out the trap
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| I woke up in Paris
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| In the bed, with a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)
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| First I roll up the lesh
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| Then I went back for sex
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| Swear that pussy the wettest
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| I woke up in Paris
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| In the bed, with a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)
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| First I roll up the lesh
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| Then I went back for sex
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| Swear that pussy the wettest |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Trap Paris , by - Machine Gun Kelly. Song from the album bloom, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп