"Paradise" lyrics
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Niggas just mad that I'm untouchable
Fidel with the mother fucking cash flow
Money make the mother fucking grass grow
Now I attract hoes from different axels
In my bag satchel
Spliff fat fat Joe
I'm Doly I don't need no entourage
And Duh I got the pot and my mi dutchie affi wash
Crystal pon me pop now diamond affi pon di watch
And while di juice di pon me drop
Ah goodaz so me affi tan
Snow been badmon word to Shelly-Ann
Take no commands make the big bands
I say baby be the judge and let me prove my innocents
2 for 15 but I don't do them increments
Them diamonds dancing like you wishing pon a star
You don't see no flaws cause all and all
That sauce drip right out my en and zymes
I think about you all the time
Crystal lights bring paradise
I think about it all the time
I make the flip in the nick of time
I think about it all the time
Stabilize whats on your mind
I think about it all the time
You cocky right
You own the night
The people poke you like porcupine
Sour for the green thats the key to the lime
I like to be on your mind
That sound dripping right out my en and zymes
You think about it all the Time
You think about it All the time
That drip put niggas in a headlock
And I been killing niggas no Chris Benoit
I been gettin money you could see it in my walk
And I'm worth a few mills you can hear it when I talk
(Mmm that sauce that mmm that sauce) You could here it when I talk
(Mmm that sauce that mmm that sauce) You could here it when I talk
(Mmm that sauce that mmm that sauce) You could here it when I talk
You could here it when I talk
That sauce drip right out my en and zymes
I think about you all the time
Crystal lights bring paradise
I think about it all the time
I make the flip in the nick of time
I think about it all the time
Stabilize whats on your mind
I think about it all the time
I sip up the good estrogen
Know I can't sit with no pedestrians
My juice too orange gimme extra gin
Y'all getting on my nerves under my skin
To get rid of you bitches I need medicine
Instead Im in the club throwing extra 10s
I don't know whats wrong so do not ask again
I'm running right back from the past
Niggas just mad that I'm untouchable
Fidel with the mother fucking cash flow
Money make the mother fucking grass grow
Now I attract hoes from different axels
In my bag satchel
Spliff fat fat Joe
I'm Doly I don't need no entourage
And Duh I got the pot and my mi dutchie affi wash
Crystal pon me pop now diamond affi pon di watch
And while di juice di pon me drop
Ah goodaz so me affi tan
Snow been badmon word to Shelly-Ann
Take no commands make the big bands
I say baby be the judge and let me prove my innocents
2 for 15 but I don't do them increments
Them diamonds dancing like you wishing pon a star
You don't see no flaws cause all and all
That sauce drip right out my en and zymes
I think about you all the time
Crystal lights bring paradise
I think about it all the time
I make the flip in the nick of time
I think about it all the time
Stabilize whats on your mind
I think about it all the time
You cocky right
You own the night
The people poke you like porcupine
Sour for the green thats the key to the lime
I like to be on your mind
That sound dripping right out my en and zymes
You think about it all the Time
You think about it All the time
That drip put niggas in a headlock
And I been killing niggas no Chris Benoit
I been gettin money you could see it in my walk
And I'm worth a few mills you can hear it when I talk
(Mmm that sauce that mmm that sauce) You could here it when I talk
(Mmm that sauce that mmm that sauce) You could here it when I talk
(Mmm that sauce that mmm that sauce) You could here it when I talk
You could here it when I talk
That sauce drip right out my en and zymes
I think about you all the time
Crystal lights bring paradise
I think about it all the time
I make the flip in the nick of time
I think about it all the time
Stabilize whats on your mind
I think about it all the time
I sip up the good estrogen
Know I can't sit with no pedestrians
My juice too orange gimme extra gin
Y'all getting on my nerves under my skin
To get rid of you bitches I need medicine
Instead Im in the club throwing extra 10s
I don't know whats wrong so do not ask again
I'm running right back from the past
Writer(s): Oliver Williams, Verneisha Snow
