Laulunsanoja:
Lights Over Paris

i tint very light, so them hating b-tches can see me and you at every light, oooh, and i hope its one of them long lights, I mean I hope its one of

I'm in this so But I aint finished though It's been a minute though My newest girl back home, got issues with parents And some charges, how the f-ck can I get her to Paris

Hottest bags, got the meanest handler Yes, she is the hottest thing When I'm out and takin' trips I mean, there she goes up in my mix From Paris, Peru

[Paris] Take it back to the days when we raised us up 'Fore coward-ass rap made the game corrupt P-Dog in the cut back to bring the pain Puttin wood on

around the world I'm chillin' in my 4.6, at the light 5 o'clock in the morning, been drinking all night And plus I'm high but it ain't over Four slim

doin this stuff Fake niggas ddt want ittt Hit hard drop a body guard You don't want what's over here Nigga betta watch ya braud Cause she ?? Andd we will bring it over

a photograph taken in Paris at the end of the honeymoon In 1948, late in the month of June Your parents smile for the camera in the sienna shades of light

The stars are out tonight, the breeze is warm and light As I'm walking right back to you Along the dreaming road, the only way to go When I'm travelling

Wine Harvest, and Phileda's Lesson We're not his possession In winter, trampled flowers in winter, Lovers. Circus, these Garlands, the Blue Pirouette, The Marriage, the Mimosas, Black Sun Over Paris