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TQ - Paradise

Chorus
I kinda wanna drive lexuses
Sit back and live life high
With the best of shit
With a frist full of ice in my president
And a pocket full of debbies
That you can`t imagine
Guarenteed to make the best of it
To have a yacht on a lake
With water beds in it
And a whole lot of women
Are singing to my shit
With they hands up in the audience
Screaming they want it - they want it
When I was a lot younger
I liked to sit up at the park
And drink on St. Ides
Drunk as fuck I used to wonder why
Some niggas roll 64`s on D`s
And some niggas
Let their khakis hang till their knees
Will I end up just like one of these
Or smoke trees overseas
And rock Wimbley
Bring back a black bentley
Full of henessey
And earl grey tea sipping it with naomi
And they on me
I wonder how it happened so fast
To go from 33b to first class - laughing
And all you hatas`are hurt bad - imagine
[repeat chorus]
Before I go to sleep at night
I say a prayer to the lord above
And I`m hoping that he shows me luv
Cuz my shit be hot enough
To have a whole world dancing
Smoking 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 chilling 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
All up on ya
[repeat chorus]
Give me a house in Fayetteville
And a blue 500
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 asking TQ why you act that way
Cuz it`s too many hatas`
With something to say
I`m too busy blowing up
With my homeboy J
[repeat chorus x2]

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