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paris texas - tantrum كلمات أغنية

[verse 1: louie pastel]
finger b_tches like a tech deck
superman, her p_ssy bald like lex
drawing n_ggas who wanna act sketch
not a gangster, this i do confess
pockets outta shape, they obese like
i’m just a dumb n_gga, i don’t teach right
morals out of wack, i don’t preach right (wait, wait)
who got the pills? i’m tryna geek li_
my mind is abomination, i can’t stand the population
you get up, they think you sayin’
don’t like me, i’m glad you hating
in atlanta, wit’ a mason
felt like kenny in my hood
i can die like any day so every day i need my payment
me and bro like shaq and kobe
sh_t you say is straight bologna
i’m so cool, a great producer
bobby staring at medusa
shut up b_tch, i need medulla
one eye open, sl!ck the ruler
hit my circle like a hula
everybody else got me like

[chorus: louie pastel]
hmm, hmm
got me mad like hmm, hmm
got me mad like hmm, hmm
got me mad like hmm, hmm
got me mad like_
[verse 2: felix]
long d_ck
got her long winded when she blew me down, it was a breeze
i got raw denim on my body, yes it’s j_panese
raw denim in my dna ‘cuz it’s in my genes
just a raw n_gga down to the core
paris texas swept the nation like a chore
if she at my house, got all four to the floor
mobs got bad acne, they all dirty and they poor
i don’t need attention, you can pay me in respect
huh, and that’s on me
n_ggas still sorry like apologies
on that ground like a nike sb
i’m punchin’ this b_tch like apollo creed
animal way i’m boutta skin this beat
the waviest human, it might be me
and i brought that hue man, the manatee
on my notes still blue like sea
i know n_ggas in the jungle street
hairline trigger and it might recede
smg through your amg
two fingers up, made her come in peace
b_tch give me head, got me stuck in my seat
this b_tch got me talkin’ like jar jar binks
haven’t seen a b_tch like 3_4 weeks
all ‘cuz she was with a n_gga that’s weak
[chorus: louie pastel]
hmm, hmm
got me mad like hmm, hmm
got me mad like hmm, hmm
got me mad like hmm, hmm
got me mad like hmm, hmm
got me mad like hmm, hmm
got me mad like hmm, hmm
got me mad like hmm, hmm
got me mad like_

[bridge]
get your money now, get your bag
i mean it

[verse 3: louie pastel]
n_ggas do not get it, ain’t got no vision
i can’t hang ’round bro no more, he movin’ weird ’round b_tches
i’m so antisocial my main b_tch think that i’m autistic
paint her walls i get artistic, i’m sophisticated
heavy melanated, no hairline, they hate i made it
i don’t even believe in jesus, auntie must’ve prayed it
i stand on ten, my opp’ll sit like antonym
while i’m in her guts her bf called, don’t answer him
i can’t stop playin’, i need prayin’ again (okay, let’s go)
i’m on m_a_r_s movin’ round like rocky, man (okay, let’s go)
eating in this bowl, you better f_ck your body gland (okay, let’s go)
i’m on too much sh_t, i’m ’boutta kick it from the vans
run ’em up when i grow, oh look he up (okay, let’s go)
lot of o’s for the shows, stupid f_ck (okay, let’s go)
someone find my nicotine, i’m ’bout to bump (i’m ’bout to bump)
drinking [?] i’m in my prime, no optimus (okay, let’s go)
i turned the fifth of vodka into a pessimist, okay let’s go
half_empty straight face i never glitch, okay let’s go
band_aid over scar, i’m hunting [?] okay let’s go
see your blood fading first, i’m making him paint, okay let’s go
this b_tch’s throat is not a f_ckin’ joke i swear she never gag
i treat that cash like eenie, meenie lil’ n_gga, i need mo
pullin’ out this pin this sh_t is ’bout to blow, it’s like a frag
i never rent that out to god my n_gga, i stay on g_o
[verse 4: felix]
as soon as i walk in the room, all of these n_ggas should get in they place
as soon as i walk in the room, watch how these b_tches react to my face
some light up like a candle, some’ll get mad and that’s okay
give it a few more minutes, a bad one shakin’ it all in my face
huh huh, like a trash man watch how i manage the waist
like a trash can, watch how i handle the dump
if i gauge 12 behind me, just like morris i gotta run
these b_tches tryna move me, but it don’t phase me, they want some
city on fire put blame on us
never did care for the fame on us
there’s bloodshed, yeah there’s paint on us
f_ck, i already said that sh_t
said what i said and i meant that sh_t
try talk down we gon’ dead that sh_t
[?] we gon’ k!ll this sh_t
been ’bout time that we behead this b_tch
woah

- paris texas

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