
Paris FRstyle Wavy (HU) (Ft. Co Lee & Orlando (HU))
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[Intro: Co Lee]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
How does it sound?
Yeah, it's so hot in the Sun
Yeah, Yeah, ay
[Verse 1: Co Lee]
Touch down in CDG, comme des garçons
Got hearts at my feet what I'm keeping my eyes on
Gotta watch where I step, fuck, another regret
Yeah I'd never waste a word, I only speak when the mics on
Grab the luggy, then I dip, jewels on me like a bitch
Front the store you see me lit
Getting stoned til' it grits
What I'm spitting gon' to be worth a brick real soon, no silver spoon
But I'm silk smooth, and I kill these fools
So better talk to me nice
Word of God is what I heard
Then I put my hometown on the tip of the iceberg
Now it's Dom Beats, resurrect a head full of zombies
We in Paris boy playing like these bitches feed me carrots, woah
[Chorus: Co Lee, Kebab, Orlando]
I'm hot as the Sun, hot as le sang
Pumping in my veins, feel like a beast on the run
I'm hot as the Sun, hot as le sang
They want to hear me talk, but I'm holding my tongue
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
How does it sound?
Yeah, it's so hot in the Sun
Yeah, Yeah, ay
[Verse 1: Co Lee]
Touch down in CDG, comme des garçons
Got hearts at my feet what I'm keeping my eyes on
Gotta watch where I step, fuck, another regret
Yeah I'd never waste a word, I only speak when the mics on
Grab the luggy, then I dip, jewels on me like a bitch
Front the store you see me lit
Getting stoned til' it grits
What I'm spitting gon' to be worth a brick real soon, no silver spoon
But I'm silk smooth, and I kill these fools
So better talk to me nice
Word of God is what I heard
Then I put my hometown on the tip of the iceberg
Now it's Dom Beats, resurrect a head full of zombies
We in Paris boy playing like these bitches feed me carrots, woah
[Chorus: Co Lee, Kebab, Orlando]
I'm hot as the Sun, hot as le sang
Pumping in my veins, feel like a beast on the run
I'm hot as the Sun, hot as le sang
They want to hear me talk, but I'm holding my tongue
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