Trap Paris (feat. Quavo & Ty Dolla $ign)

Lyrics

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 didn't hang out with me (no way)
 Now I got some dollars, they keep hanging with me (yeah)
 Take a lot of Molly, that's your fantasy (that's your fantasy)
 Pull up with a gang and stop playing with me (stop playing)
 You took too much of Coco, it made your nose bleed (trippin)
 Too turnt for the bando (too)
 Shoot two times through the window (shoot)
 Pop one off for the kid though (pop one)
 Pop one off the extendo (shoot)
 Old money like a Nintendo
 Bring it back, this the reload (bring back)
 Crips mights call it a kilo (crip)
 Bloods might call it a bilo (blood)
 Put my wrist in a freezer (wrist)
 Hit it up, turn it up to beast mode (yeah)
 Bitch I made it from the trap (trap)
 Whole thang in my lap
 Bitch I made it from the trap (trap)
 Got your girl in my lap (yeah)
 Bitch I made it from the trap (trap)
 Got the police running laps (yeah)
 Bitch I made it from the trap
 Bitch I made it out the trap
 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
 
 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 didn't hang out with me (no way)
 Now I got some dollars, they keep hanging with me (yeah)
 Take a lot of Molly, that's your fantasy (that's your fantasy)
 Pull up with a gang and stop playing with me (stop playing)
 You took too much of Coco, it made your nose bleed (trippin)
 Too turnt for the bando (too)
 Shoot two times through the window (shoot)
 Pop one off for the kid though (pop one)
 Pop one off the extendo (shoot)
 Old money like a Nintendo
 Bring it back, this the reload (bring back)
 Crips mights call it a kilo (crip)
 Bloods might call it a bilo (blood)
 Put my wrist in a freezer (wrist)
 Hit it up, turn it up to beast mode (yeah)
 Bitch I made it from the trap (trap)
 Whole thang in my lap
 Bitch I made it from the trap (trap)
 Got your girl in my lap (yeah)
 Bitch I made it from the trap (trap)
 Got the police running laps (yeah)
 Bitch I made it from the trap
 Bitch I made it out the trap
 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
 
 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 didn't hang out with me (no way)
 Now I got some dollars, they keep hanging with me (yeah)
 Take a lot of Molly, that's your fantasy (that's your fantasy)
 Pull up with a gang and stop playing with me (stop playing)
 You took too much of Coco, it made your nose bleed (trippin)
 Too turnt for the bando (too)
 Shoot two times through the window (shoot)
 Pop one off for the kid though (pop one)
 Pop one off the extendo (shoot)
 Old money like a Nintendo
 Bring it back, this the reload (bring back)
 Crips mights call it a kilo (crip)
 Bloods might call it a bilo (blood)
 Put my wrist in a freezer (wrist)
 Hit it up, turn it up to beast mode (yeah)
 Bitch I made it from the trap (trap)
 Whole thang in my lap
 Bitch I made it from the trap (trap)
 Got your girl in my lap (yeah)
 Bitch I made it from the trap (trap)
 Got the police running laps (yeah)
 Bitch I made it from the trap
 Bitch I made it out the trap
 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
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:23
Key
4
Tempo
125 BPM

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