Life in Paris Lyrics

Ay ay aye

It's the motherfucking mafia

Nigga

So imagine life in Paris

If you want it let's go get it

Girl get up and get your baggage

The feeling is ecstatic

But baby let's keep it a band

Cause I'm not trying to be dramatic

Let's get out the jungle it gets savage

Learn the language of love, every crib look like a palace

I would tell you about the feeling but let's share it

Imagine all the lights, expensive fabrics we'd be wearing

I know you wanna see Miami

But we can get it to the Ville catch flights and take a Camry

The views in the city of lights is uncanny ay

Fuck if you heard me I just hope you understand me

Aye I don't need awards or no Grammys

And I told em' stand on it but these niggas can't stand me

The way I'm coming finna make these pussy niggas panic

And you gon' drown trying to ride the gang wave titanic

She said this my shit

For real, No doubt

Said the DJ making me feel thugged out

It's hella straps in this bitch it could still go down

It's me and Brother doing shows and we still sold out

On everything we be going crazy

Trying to fuck around and fly out of the country and get some Bouillabaisse's

Have a masseuse put pressure where you're aching

I'm gon need a private suite cause ima be walking around that bitch butt naked

I be laughing at you niggas trying to slide up

Baby you ain't seen the Eiffel tower after sunset when it light up

Tell me when you're ready just let me know before the time's up

I told Deezy and them get locked in before my price up, nigga

Fuck a vacation let's hop off the grid for a little month

I'm trying to do some off the wall shit

Let's go to Mexico or something

I need six of them things I can't be stressing over nothing

In love with the way you move invest in you with more than money baby

So imagine life in Paris

If you want it let's go get it

Girl get up and get your baggage

The feeling is ecstatic

But baby let's keep it a band

Cause I'm not trying to be dramatic

Let's get out the jungle it gets savage

Learn the language of love, every crib look like a palace

I would tell you about the feeling but let's share it

Imagine all the lights, expensive fabrics we'd be wearing

I know you want to see Miami

I just hope you understand me

So imagine life in Paris