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Trap Paris

アーティスト:Machine Gun Kelly  アルバム:Bloom 

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Ayy Woke up in, woke up in Soundin' real godly Quavo City rollie goes a flash Woke up in Paris Broke all the mirrors (that lean) Watch me, last night was too turnt They caught me fucking on camera I ain't embarrassed Pull up, back home, flag on, tats out, what the fuck is that 'bout? I'm home-bred, hometown, been around the world, I'm back now I'm Mr. Miyagi with wax in the sake And I'm running the streets to the city like Rocky Who da champ? Who da champ? Diamond fangs like a vamp Where's the package with the stamp? Bust it open by the Lamb Roll it up 'till I cramp Uh, four rings on my hands, uh Smoke rings from the grams , uh Got a lady and a tramp Bitch I made it from the trap Gunner I woke up in Paris In the bed, with a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch) First I roll up the lesh Then I went back for seconds Swear that pussy the wettest I woke up in Paris In the bed, with a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch) First I roll up the lesh Then I went back for seconds Swear that pussy the wettest Made it from the bottom, what you thinking of me? (what you thinking) I made it from the bottom, what you thinking of me? (what you thinking) When I was on the bottom, you


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