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Paradise

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Paradise

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(Hook)

I kinda wanna drive Lexuses

Sit back and live life high with the best of shit

WIth a wrist full of ice in my president

And a pocket full of Debbies that you can't imagine

Guaranteed to make the best of it

To have a yacht on a lake with water beds in it

And a whole lot of women that are singin' to my shit

With they hands up in the audience

Screamin' they want it - they want it

When I was a lot younger, I used to sit up at

the park and drink on St. Ides

Drunk as fuck I used to wonder why

Some niggas roll sixty-four on D's

And some niggas let their khakis hang on their knees

Will I end up like one of these?

Or smoke trees overseas and rock wimbley

Bring back a black bentley full of Henessey

And earl grey tea sippin' it with naomi - and they on me!

I wonder how it happened so fast

To from 33b to 1st class laughin'

And all you hatas' are hurt bad...Imagine

(Hook)

Before I go to sleep at night

I say a prayer to the Lord above

and I'm hopin' that he shows me luv

Cause my shit be hot enough

to have the world dancin'

Smokin weed on the beach in the sand and

All my ladies look well in Chanel and Donna

If I trip they got my bail so farewell your honor

Ain't got no time for drama

Too busy chillin' with the mamas in the Bahamas

And everybody got they own bag of ganja

And you can go and roll a bleezie if you wanna

Ain't got to worry 'bout nobody al up on ya!

(Hook)

Give me a house in Fayetteville and a blue five hundred

Next door to Evander in the tub with Michelle and Samantha

And a black pet panther, you ring the doorbell

I don't answer and you can't stand it

And you askin' TQ why you act this way

Cause it's too many hatas' with somethin' to say

I'm too busy blowin' up with my homeboy J!

(Hook - 2x)

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