Lyrics:
the femme fatale
Take it from me
There's cameras in Paris
Take it from me
There's cameras in Paris
Political friction is greased by detante
One
the femme fatale
Take it from me
There's cameras in Paris
Take it from me
There's cameras in Paris
Political friction is greased by detante
One country
free, be my personal freak
No other person gets to see, this show is on; why for me
It ain't no "Kim Kardash", ain't no "1 Night in Paris", ain't no
Night in Paris",
ain't no "Pamela Anderson"
And you won't be embarassed.
Now just relax a little, act a little let's have fun
So arch ya back a little yea
Yeah, cuz! Oi Movement DVD cuz
Big up Scorcher, big up Wretch 32
Big up Ghetto big up the rest of the members
Big up Risky! Big up Gift, Frisco,
Night in Paris", ain't no "Pamela Anderson"
And you won't be embarassed.
Now just relax a little, act a little let's have fun
So arch ya back a little yea
perfect take
You?ve got the leading roll
In love?s greatest episode
Repeat
Lights camera action
Adlib
Let?s go
Make a night to remember
From the bed
Instagram flicks in a Maybach Benz
If I had 1 wish it'll be to have more Wishes
Trips to Paris no luggage just my Niggaz
My life a motion picture my lyrics so
Game would say
"Hi!"s name in that manner
Many years went by
Still no legitimate answer
Anyway, I put out a mixtape in 12th grade
Hub City threat, minor
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
Insanity, DVD, how I stretch 'em out
What the stress about? INS best out
Fact, you knew that before he left the house
Fresh at the produce section
Gaze at my
Ayy
Woke up in woke up in
Soundin' real godly
Quavo
Seven Rollie grams of flex
Woke up in Paris
Broke all the mirrors (that lean)
Must mean
that fuck up a mood
21 Candles cake looking like a chandelier
Cause it hangs in the balance I knew if I blew
Then the camera flash and the people would
Insanity, DVD, how I stretch 'em out
What the stress about? INS best out
Fact, you knew that before he left the house
Fresh at the produce section
Gaze at my
fiend,
Bring my camera to the movies and I put em on BT,
Back all that stolen content up on DVD-ROMs,
'Cuz my tip's been piracy since I dropped out my
We were drunk fools in Paris, stumbling on the sidewalk
That runs along the Seine, and on the Cathedral
All the gargoyles watched us laughing,
Flow like breeze
Point and kill
Watch my film on DVD
Better bring your pump action
Or forget it niggas no dey fear sanction
Never
Kim Jung Un in
Danger, tell these babies there's no
Space in the manger anybody get rude
I send for the head top rearranger
Go home and do the math
I'm Jme multiplied by
All these city lights and you the main attraction
Don't get hypnotised by the cameras flashing
One night guaranteed satisfaction
I'm known to get my
Party 'til the sun dies
I'm on my own, I got no ties
Got eye drops for the red eyes
Paris and Vegas, 'bout to roll the dice
Touch down in the A Town, up
Listen, Wiley
I told them youts I'm gone again
See the Devil ain't working
No more no more "vroom my long again"
And if I smell any fire in
Cause they just wanna live through me vicariously (vicariously)
Fashion weekend, Paris week, party like a rock star
Get blown by a top model till she
girl in here got to look me up and down
All on Instagram, cake by the pound
Circulate the image every time I come around
G's up, tell me how I'm
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