Somewhere In Paris - Sean Leon

One time for my thug niggas

On the road turned drug dealers

That first ounce was like a first down

Now they touch down with them drugs, nigga

The way they handle them corners, they’re stars to me, they need contracts

Since the end of work so deep, they need condoms, call that contact

Yeah, up and left and I know that shit ain’t right (Ain't right)

Broke it off and this ting tryna fuck my life up

And she mad as fuck 'cause I said she ain’t my wife (No!)

But these big chains gon' bling, they gon' enticin' her

Roll one up again, then I roll one up again (Damn!)

Too much on my mind, I need a break (I need a break)

Text me if you need that, hit me late (Hit me late!)

Big guns guard the big racks in my safe (Pow, pow)

And I got these big whips on the way (Skrrt, skrrt)

And I need my pesos, andale (Damn!)

Big guns guard the big racks in my safe

If I’m with that bitch best believe me we were fuckin'

And I keep that s— 'cause they’re hating and I’m thuggin'

If I need that shit, I’ma squeeze it, bitch I’m bustin'

And I mean that shit, blood spillin' on my brother, I’ma leak that shit

They ain’t feed me, bitch I’m hungry, I’ma hit this lick

They ain’t feed me, bitch I’m hungry, I’ma hit this lick

And I need you when I’m lonely, come and get this dick

Girl, I need you when I’m lonely (Yeah, ayy)

Don’t try to talk down to me bitch, I know what you sayin' in private

See all the lies in your eyes, all the lies in your eyelid (No!)

Ain’t a surprise, I made it, I made it, I wasn’t surprised (Wasn't surprised!)

Somewhere in Paris (Damn!)

Somewhere in Paris, somewhere in Paris (Damn!)

Might spend the summer in Paris (Woo!)

Roll one up again, then I roll one up again (Damn!)

Too much on my mind, I need a break (I need a break)

Text me if you need that, hit me.

(Hit me late!)