| Yeah, uhh
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| Rock on the boards, y’know?
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| Hahahahahaha, yeah
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| Yeah yeah, what what
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| Yo, yo
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| Whatever I write, I abide by, sayin what I mean
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| Meanin what I stand by, O. C
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| Be full of ambition, never givin up on them good things
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| I love my life, it’s worth livin
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| When I feel I’m at a standstill and things ain’t right
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| I look to my niggas for insight
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| And vice verse adjust my thoughts, play it like sports
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| Grown-ass man and I’m my own brand
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| It’s safe to say I’m too fly to waste away
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| Responsibilities, give me a price to pay
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| Not livin for today cause half ain’t okay
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| I’m far from greedy, but I want the whole entree
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| Give me silk, take away the satin
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| Prefer somethin beyond gold, I want platinum
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| I’d rather chill in the Bermudas than in Palm Springs under palm trees
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| With my lady sippin on the Malibu Bay Breeze
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| Paradise y’all, how I’m livin my life
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| It’s alright huh, stay gettin that dough
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| With my co-D's, we split dough down the middle
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| So it’s no greed, that’s how we proceed
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| Customized flow, detailed top to bottom
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| Like a brand new paint job, it’s hard not to spot 'em
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| Far as I see things clearer than the sight
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| I’m destined one day to see my name in lights
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| See I do what I know at best to flow freely
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| Born to drop gems more exotic than Tahiti
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| O.C. |
| I’m all for it
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| From state to state, cross borders, even clear across waters
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| What I fuse, how I choose, the way I use
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| What I rock can’t be excused
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| Fur thoughts like a chinchilla
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| Wordplay go down smooth as Genuine Draft, it’s just Miller
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| I, Black Moses, Brooklyn God, Jehovah
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| And the Mayor, some be thugs and some players
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| Crown a new king G, bring me wine and grapes
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| On a plate, rubber bands on them things
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| Seperate the gold and the ice, playin it safe
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| It bring smiles to the gold teefs in my face
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| Yeah, uhh, everyday I say my grace
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| Uh-huh.
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| Yo, I’m deep rooted, watch my ass for intruders
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| Hate to pack guns but if provoked I shoot it
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| Request the best, I’ll blaze 'em all
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| Kings with crowns, I see many ways for y’all to fall
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| It’s my world y’all, and I set the pace
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| Come in my zone, niggas better 'bout face
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| Judgin from the fact I been in the game for some time
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| All I did was age like wine
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| Redefine what I’m after, did what I had to do
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| To break through, and reserve another chapter
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| For all those years, I played the rear
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| Now it’s time to step up a notch and boost the rep up
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| I’m pure skill, like fishscale
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| Get you wide open this here’s XL
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| I shall prevail in the game, feelin the flame grow stronger
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| Can’t hold it back any longer
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| Right the wrong, whether storms ahead
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| Wildlife’s in your area, we killin 'em dead
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| No reason for treason, money don’t matter to the clique
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| When it comes to us, we break it even
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| Word |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Paradise, artist - O.C.. Album song Bon Appetit, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп