(Beatboxing)
Yeah
Yeah
Uh
Can I get a witness huh, watch the history
Make sure that they publish this
I had a million highways for me to run thru it
Shaq like Buick I know I can't fit in
So I flew to Paris for a couple days
With my dogs eating crepes
Ain't doing nothing crazy
Got some weed from some chick up in Spain
She was mad fine but that's a story for another day
Do-Don't call me Mr. International
Didn't f*ck abroad but the woman there are beautiful
Glad that I got my passport
Now I got cuties waiting out for me in Europe
Talking foreign
Catch me flying overseas back to Barcelona
Where the honeys skin be glowing orange (Yum)
With they hair in a bun
And they ass on my lap
And some drinks in they hand
Vibes are back
Vibes are back
Yeah
This is paradise
This is paradise (And its really nice)
This is paradise
This is paradise
The more the days go
The more I feel alive
See the way that shit goes
I choose to be the light
Even in dark times
Even on cloud nine
All this patience and work
Got to thank God
He was always there on my line like
(Ring scratch)
Yeah
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English
(Beatboxing)
Yeah
Yeah
Uh
Can I get a witness huh, watch the history
Make sure that they publish this
I had a million highways for me to run thru it
Shaq like Buick I know I can't fit in
So I flew to Paris for a couple days
With my dogs eating crepes
Ain't doing nothing crazy
Got some weed from some chick up in Spain
She was mad fine but that's a story for another day
Do-Don't call me Mr. International
Didn't f*ck abroad but the woman there are beautiful
Glad that I got my passport
Now I got cuties waiting out for me in Europe
Talking foreign
Catch me flying overseas back to Barcelona
Where the honeys skin be glowing orange (Yum)
With they hair in a bun
And they ass on my lap
And some drinks in they hand
Vibes are back
Vibes are back
Yeah
This is paradise
This is paradise (And its really nice)
This is paradise
This is paradise
The more the days go
The more I feel alive
See the way that shit goes
I choose to be the light
Even in dark times
Even on cloud nine
All this patience and work
Got to thank God
He was always there on my line like
(Ring scratch)
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Uh
Can I get a witness huh, watch the history
Make sure that they publish this
I had a million highways for me to run thru it
Shaq like Buick I know I can't fit in
So I flew to Paris for a couple days
With my dogs eating crepes
Ain't doing nothing crazy
Got some weed from some chick up in Spain
She was mad fine but that's a story for another day
Do-Don't call me Mr. International
Didn't f*ck abroad but the woman there are beautiful
Glad that I got my passport
Now I got cuties waiting out for me in Europe
Talking foreign
Catch me flying overseas back to Barcelona
Where the honeys skin be glowing orange (Yum)
With they hair in a bun
And they ass on my lap
And some drinks in they hand
Vibes are back
Vibes are back
Yeah
This is paradise
This is paradise (And its really nice)
This is paradise
This is paradise
The more the days go
The more I feel alive
See the way that shit goes
I choose to be the light
Even in dark times
Even on cloud nine
All this patience and work
Got to thank God
He was always there on my line like
(Ring scratch)
Yeah
Writer: Diego Labra
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