Текст песни Midnight in Paris - Premier

Midnight in Paris
You used to your regular
I ain't your average
I'm poppin' champagne girl I'm really established
I shop everyday girl I really live lavish
I made it a habit
I could pull up in your state
Blow a bag, take you from your bae
Pockets the reason that these niggas hate
And i'm running the game even if i seem late
Take you on trips we could really kick it
I could blow a ticket
If you really with it
They pay me a stack just to make them sickened
Dusse' mixed with henny i'm feeling wicked
Go for a jog on the beat
Know that these diamonds they shining on me
Taking her home and she look like a freak
It's BB on my waist but to her it's a seat
I'm in the harbor when I ball
She love my accent when I talk
They know that i will never fall
All these racks i'm limping when i walk
Ahead of my time they thought that i was gone
Covered in RAF but shirt got saint laurent
She thick in them jeans she carrying a bomb
She dropped all her clothes I told her set it off
Midnight in Paris
I love all my greens specially' broccoli and cabbage
My pockets stay healthy and keep me a bad bitch
I keep me a 30, I'm really a savage
I'm far from your average
Give em' a reason to hate
Shittin' on niggas blow bags in they face
Fuck on your girl and i give her a taste
And i bet when she back she kiss you on your face
I'm in your state
Prolly' take your family out to dinner
Show em' that I'm a winner man
You can tell I'm no beginner
Three modes in my car like a ceiling fan
Sophisticated when I walk
Keep backups just in case the trigger jam
Cause I'm a winner man
Show em' i'm a fuckin winner man
Midnight in Paris
You used to your regular
I ain't your average
I'm poppin' champagne girl I'm really established
I shop everyday girl I really live lavish
I made it a habit
I could pull up in your state
Blow a bag, take you from your bae
Pockets the reason that these niggas hate
And i'm running the game even if i seem late
Take you on trips we could really kick it
I could blow a ticket
If you really with it
They pay me a stack just to make them sickened
Dusse' mixed with henny i'm feeling wicked
Go for a jog on the beat
Know that these diamonds they shining on me
Taking her home and she look like a freak
It's BB on my waist but to her it's a seat
I'm in the harbor when I ball
She love my accent when I talk
They know that i will never fall
All these racks i'm limping when i walk
Ahead of my time they thought that i was gone
Covered in RAF but shirt got saint laurent
She thick in them jeans she carrying a bomb
She dropped all her clothes I told her set it off