Waves In Paris

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Ball so hard that shit cray/
Shit is over crack this egg/
Cape over bullshit like I'm tryin grow waves/
Hoes all over my fields might get bugs spray/
I can't be tied day unless u gotta a a whole rope that ruin my day/
I had a talk wit the manager know I own this bank/
U already know the aura RNB like this beat tank/
Buddha keep me blessed gotta come up wit more ways to pray/
Move my hair like I'm sway thou my style 1950s /
Kourntey Kim Kylie where fashion like the three Kkk's /
Know my aura france so I stay at bay/
And If them germans come get the fuck out my face/
R.I.P to me aura like nigga i just wanna lay/
Color me crazy but I think your fake/
But naww I'm right realer than Jesus on his last day/
Savin humanity by being a hippy/
Peace love and no sir m'am don't care if u spread them legs/
Like fo reals get away/
Im on it like im on tha way/
Who you gonna get/
Fresher than a armpit/
Stars Wars I stay quiet thou like Bobba in the Pit/
Tell Jango you got a bastard kid/
You think you fatherless/
No support for the kid/
Could've been a coo hip kid/
But you got a gun badge and a big ass helmet/
Now you in the pit/
I don't believe in hell no more but in your case that shit flamin/

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