Niggas In Paris (remix) Lyrics

Chris Brown Niggas In Paris (remix) lyrics

[T-Pain]
Its your turn Chris
Lets go baby
I SAID LETS GOOOO.
[Chris Brown]
Look, I just came to get rid of every nigga
To murder every rapper, watch a nigga come up outta me
Im stuntin hard on these muthaf-ckas
Flying on the VMAs. Evel Knievel, the nigga proud of me
Im drinking this shit til 5 in the morning
Your girls number 1 pick, call me Mr Lottery
I let a hater nigga die, POW, like its suicide
I aint giving no more f-ckin apologies
Stunt so hard, that shit crazy
Aint shit free, f-ck you pay me
Heron flow from the 802;s, my chain on me like we made it
My Kinfolk got 10 hoes, 5 whites, 2 blacks like 3 Asians
My Benzo got damn hoe, nigga take this shit Im too faded
Go head and bring yo crown over
Ass kisser, brown noser, f-ck yo luck, I smoke clovers
Im partying with boat owners
Marilyn Monroe hoes all on us
Rookie tryna get ya signing bonus
Nigga look at my chain man, I paint ya face, you a clown homie
Not tryna throw subliminal, my Porsche got 4?
Even if its just 10 of yall I put in the old school and you pin up dolls, yes
That shit crazy, dont you play me
You tryna get on this bus, bitch sign this waiver
Hol up, hol up, gimme that Chardonnay and that Marvin Gaye shit
But hol up, my conversation too complicated, this bitch too basic
You aint no groupie girl and you know that I wont say shit
You got skeletons in your closet
I got aliens in my basement

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