Lyrics Paradise - Christopher Leon

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Now I'm back like I never left
Getting ass, low end, like I'm playing bass for Bela Fleck
You've been blowing all that smoke now you're out of breath
Stay grinding I ain't even hit a Billie yet
And you know I'm dirty never keep it clean
Teeth stay gold now I need some Listerine
Ex girls always say they're over me
Why they always mad when they see me in their girlfriend's ovaries
Feeling funny like I'm really playing Monterey
Got the cheese got the sauce like a Bolognese
Yeah, bitch, on the news keep it Michael Che
10 years go by do the same thing
Got a watch on both wrists know I'm never late
Always gonna talk my shit no I'll never change
I be riding in a cool whip candy paint
You've never heard it this real from the mayonnaise
Got no stopping
Shows be popping
Panties dropping
And I'm doing this all damn day
Ya all be jocking
Hoes be gawking
Fans be flocking
When they see me getting out my wraith
I take this shit to new heights, I'm a low life
Take my bitch on G5's, give her that pipe
No I'm not a Plummer but I'm gonna give her something
Paradise glowing in the headlights, no lie

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Same shit new day
I want the money, money, money, blue face
Shorty too sweet, kool aid
Me and her gonna make a Blu-ray
Shorty hot like lava
Can't touch this like nada
One Bad Romance now she a little crazy in the head like Gaga
Runnin through shit like a mastodon
I am not the same when the mask is on
I can be a little hard to find
Never in the same place like a vagabond
I'm next so who coming
Now I don't know like a whodunnit
I'm in the pit with the bulls running
All that bullshit I pull from it
Told myself there's a better way
Hit a road block go left like a ricochet
Throw an audible at every play
Do what I want when I want I been out in Monterey
I been chilling on a beach
Doing nothing but smoking on some keef
Anytime I do it man I play for keeps
I forever reign, long live the chief
So it's same shit
New day
Palm trees, new shade
Blew up, Hussein
We here, who they
I don't know, I don't know now
But in the books we gon' go down
So if it ain't bout the business you can mind your business
I am the number one sound

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Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Hands up
Yeah
Hands up
Uh huh
Hands up
Alright
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