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LYRICFLUENTNiggas In Paris Lyrics by Jay-Z Jay-Z , Kanye West
Below, you will find the lyrics for Niggas In Paris by Jay-Z.
Y'all ready to leave?
Ye not ready to leave
And Jay not ready to leave
So you want that night to do it
Again
Ball so hard
Mothafuckas wanna
Fine me
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
My
So I ball so hard
Mothafuckas wanna fine me
First niggas
Gotta find me
What's 50 grand
To a mothafucker like me?
Can you please remind me?
Please remind me?
Ball so hard
This shit crazy
Know that
Don't shit faze me
Nets could go 0 for 82
And I'd look at you
Like this shit gravy
Let's go, let's go
Ball so hard
This shit weird
We ain't even
To be here
Ball so hard
Since we here
It's only right
That we'd be fair
I'm psycho
I'm liable
To go Michael
Take your pick
Jackson
Tyson
Jordan
Game 6
Ball so hard
Got a broken clock
Rollies that don't tick tock
Audemars
That's losing time
Hidden behind
All these big rocks
Ball so hard
I'm shocked too
I'm supposed to be
Locked up too
If you escaped
What I've escaped
You'd be in Paris
Getting fucked up too
Ball, ball so hard
Let's get faded
Le Meurice for like six days
Gold bottles
Scold models
Spillin' Ace on my sick J's
Ball so hard
Bitch, behave
Just might let you meet 'Ye
Chi town's
D. Rose
I'm moving the Nets
Let's go
Ball so hard
Mothafuckas want to
Fine me
That shit cray
That shit cray
That shit cray
Ball so hard
Mothafuckas want to
Fine me
That shit cray
That shit cray
That shit cray
She said
''Ye, can we get married
At the mall?'
I said
'Look, you need to crawl
'Fore you ball
Come and meet me
In the bathroom stall
And show me
Why you deserve
To have it all.'
Let's go
Ball so hard
That shit cray
Ain't it Jay?
Ball, ball so hard
What she order
Fish fillet?
Ball, ball so hard
'Your whip so cold'
So cold, so cold
This old thing?
Ball so hard
Act like you'll ever be around
Mothafuckas like this again
Bougie girl
Grab my hand
Fuck that bitch
She don't wanna dance
Excuse my French
But I'm in France
I'm just saying
Prince Williams
Ain't do it right
If you ask me
'Cause I was him I would have
Married Kate and Ashley
What's Gucci
My nigga?
What's Louis
My killa?
What's drugs
My dealer?
What's your jacket
Margiela?
Doctors say
We the illest
'Cause we suffering
From realness
Got my niggas in Paris
And we just went gorillas
'I don't even know
What that means
No one knows what it means
But it's provocative
No, it's not
Gets the people going'
Ball, ball so hard
Mothafuckas want to
Fine me
You are now
Watching the throne
Don't let me
Get in my zone
Don't let me
Get in my zone
Don't let me
Get in my zone
These other niggas
Is lyin'
Actin' like the summer
Ain't mine
I got that hot bitch
In my home
You know how many hot bitches
I own?
Don't let me get
In my zone
Don't let me get
In my zone
Don't let me get
In my zone
Don't let me get
In my zone
The stars is in the building
They hands is to the ceiling
I know I'm 'bout to kill it
How you know?
I got that feeling
You are now
Watching the throne
Don't let me
Into my zone
Don't let me
Into my zone
I'm definitely in my zone
Zone
Zone
Zone
Zone
Roc-A-Fella Records
It's a glorious occasion
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