Italy Pi'erre Bourne

[Chorus]
I told her "I'm into you", she don't wanna listen to me (Yeah)
She know I ain't here, she know it's some bitches with me (Yeah)
I just flew to Paris, she from Italy (Yeah)
She crossin' the border, just come k/o me (Uh)
She gon' take the train for the dick, yeah
Yeah, she pop that champagne, speakin' French, yeah
Yeah came a long way, hoe that's it, yeah
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Ay we still roll up pain in the spliff, yeah

[Verse 1]
Uh (Yeah), like the wi-fi (Yeah), she wanna get connected (Yeah)
Told that lil bitch uh-uh (Yeah), plugged in like a charger (Yeah)
She want the banana (Yeah), swing her way like Tarzan (Yeah)
She live in Tarzana (Yeah), pussy Tropicana (Yeah)
Jewish, just like Mamba (Yeah), she explode like lava (Yeah)
Let me meet your mama (Yeah), she gon' cook lasagna (Yeah)
She be movin' silent (Yeah), fuck her like a monster (Yeah)
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Only time I'm violent (Yeah)
(Yeah)

[Chorus]
I told her "I'm into you", she don't wanna listen to me (Yeah)
She know I ain't here, she know it's some bitches with me (Yeah)
I just flew to Paris, she from Italy (Yeah)
She crossin' the border, just come k/o me (Uh)
She gon' take the train for the dick, yeah
Yeah, she pop that champagne, speakin' French, yeah
Yeah, came a long way, hoe that's it, yeah
Ay we still roll up pain in the spliff, yeah