(Great John on the beat, by the way)
(Satorii)
She over twenty-one, seen niggas in Paris
She said she
Uh, she said she a savage, she over twenty-one
Seen niggas in Paris, she said she wanna come
She said she embarrassed, a new body, I bought her one
And this a Glock 17, this ain't no water gun
She said her heart got colder, she said, "It's over"
It's easy when you high, it's harder when you sober
Like, I'm just tryna hit some shit like Sammy Sosa
Hit a lick and then she lick me, said she comin' over
She said, "Why you don't show love?"
That's hard for me 'cause I want you so much
Okay, let's go
"Why you don't show?"
That's hard for me 'cause I want you so
Okay, let's go
Uh, Birkin bag, she got that, can't go back, ayy
Ex was trash, why you mad? Girl, relax, ayy
Ooh, she bad, double tap, I want that, ayy
(Ooh, she bad, ayy, double tap, ayy)
Run up that money, you told me I'm trippin', I told you I wanted it all
F*ck that shit, can't trust this bitch, she really be throwin' me off
She said, "Do you believe in God? Do you hate the law?
Are you high right now and do that new bitch turn you on?"
And I said, "Hell yeah"
Uh, she tryna-
I told her, "Hell yeah"
Can't you tell I'm 'bout to, I'm 'bout to, hell yeah
Shorty asked if she could f*ck, I told her, "Hell yeah"
I told her, "Hell yeah, hell yeah"
Can you stop thinkin' for yourself? That shit affectin' me
That shit affectin' gang, that shit affect the team
I'm still myself, ain't give a f*ck who is acceptin' me
She want the best for me, this what she said to me
"Why you don't show love?"
That's hard for me 'cause I want you so much
Okay, let's go
"Why you don't show?"
That's hard for me 'cause I want you so (okay)
Uh, she said she a savage, she over twenty-one
Seen niggas in Paris, she said she wanna come
She said she embarrassed, a new body, I bought her one
And this a Glock 17, this ain't no water gun
She said her heart got colder, she said, "It's over"
It's easy when you high, it's harder when you sober
Like, I'm just tryna hit some shit like Sammy Sosa
Hit a lick and then she lick me, said she comin' over
She said, "Why you don't show love?"
That's hard for me 'cause I want you so much
Okay, let's go
"Why you don't show?"
That's hard for me 'cause I want you so
Okay, let's go
Winners In Paris Video (MV)
Performed By: Sleepy Hallow
Language: English
Length: 2:48
Written by: Jeremy Soto, Johnathan Scott, Jordan Olmos, Karel Jorge, Lodrick Cunningham, Tegan Chambers
Sleepy Hallow - Winners In Paris Lyrics
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(Great John on the beat, by the way)
(Satorii)
She over twenty-one, seen niggas in Paris
She said she
Uh, she said she a savage, she over twenty-one
Seen niggas in Paris, she said she wanna come
She said she embarrassed, a new body, I bought her one
And this a Glock 17, this ain't no water gun
She said her heart got colder, she said, "It's over"
It's easy when you high, it's harder when you sober
Like, I'm just tryna hit some shit like Sammy Sosa
Hit a lick and then she lick me, said she comin' over
She said, "Why you don't show love?"
That's hard for me 'cause I want you so much
Okay, let's go
"Why you don't show?"
That's hard for me 'cause I want you so
Okay, let's go
Uh, Birkin bag, she got that, can't go back, ayy
Ex was trash, why you mad? Girl, relax, ayy
Ooh, she bad, double tap, I want that, ayy
(Ooh, she bad, ayy, double tap, ayy)
Run up that money, you told me I'm trippin', I told you I wanted it all
F*ck that shit, can't trust this bitch, she really be throwin' me off
She said, "Do you believe in God? Do you hate the law?
Are you high right now and do that new bitch turn you on?"
And I said, "Hell yeah"
Uh, she tryna-
I told her, "Hell yeah"
Can't you tell I'm 'bout to, I'm 'bout to, hell yeah
Shorty asked if she could f*ck, I told her, "Hell yeah"
I told her, "Hell yeah, hell yeah"
Can you stop thinkin' for yourself? That shit affectin' me
That shit affectin' gang, that shit affect the team
I'm still myself, ain't give a f*ck who is acceptin' me
She want the best for me, this what she said to me
"Why you don't show love?"
That's hard for me 'cause I want you so much
Okay, let's go
"Why you don't show?"
That's hard for me 'cause I want you so (okay)
Uh, she said she a savage, she over twenty-one
Seen niggas in Paris, she said she wanna come
She said she embarrassed, a new body, I bought her one
And this a Glock 17, this ain't no water gun
She said her heart got colder, she said, "It's over"
It's easy when you high, it's harder when you sober
Like, I'm just tryna hit some shit like Sammy Sosa
Hit a lick and then she lick me, said she comin' over
She said, "Why you don't show love?"
That's hard for me 'cause I want you so much
Okay, let's go
"Why you don't show?"
That's hard for me 'cause I want you so
Okay, let's go
(Satorii)
She over twenty-one, seen niggas in Paris
She said she
Uh, she said she a savage, she over twenty-one
Seen niggas in Paris, she said she wanna come
She said she embarrassed, a new body, I bought her one
And this a Glock 17, this ain't no water gun
She said her heart got colder, she said, "It's over"
It's easy when you high, it's harder when you sober
Like, I'm just tryna hit some shit like Sammy Sosa
Hit a lick and then she lick me, said she comin' over
She said, "Why you don't show love?"
That's hard for me 'cause I want you so much
Okay, let's go
"Why you don't show?"
That's hard for me 'cause I want you so
Okay, let's go
Uh, Birkin bag, she got that, can't go back, ayy
Ex was trash, why you mad? Girl, relax, ayy
Ooh, she bad, double tap, I want that, ayy
(Ooh, she bad, ayy, double tap, ayy)
Run up that money, you told me I'm trippin', I told you I wanted it all
F*ck that shit, can't trust this bitch, she really be throwin' me off
She said, "Do you believe in God? Do you hate the law?
Are you high right now and do that new bitch turn you on?"
And I said, "Hell yeah"
Uh, she tryna-
I told her, "Hell yeah"
Can't you tell I'm 'bout to, I'm 'bout to, hell yeah
Shorty asked if she could f*ck, I told her, "Hell yeah"
I told her, "Hell yeah, hell yeah"
Can you stop thinkin' for yourself? That shit affectin' me
That shit affectin' gang, that shit affect the team
I'm still myself, ain't give a f*ck who is acceptin' me
She want the best for me, this what she said to me
"Why you don't show love?"
That's hard for me 'cause I want you so much
Okay, let's go
"Why you don't show?"
That's hard for me 'cause I want you so (okay)
Uh, she said she a savage, she over twenty-one
Seen niggas in Paris, she said she wanna come
She said she embarrassed, a new body, I bought her one
And this a Glock 17, this ain't no water gun
She said her heart got colder, she said, "It's over"
It's easy when you high, it's harder when you sober
Like, I'm just tryna hit some shit like Sammy Sosa
Hit a lick and then she lick me, said she comin' over
She said, "Why you don't show love?"
That's hard for me 'cause I want you so much
Okay, let's go
"Why you don't show?"
That's hard for me 'cause I want you so
Okay, let's go
Writer: Jeremy Soto, Johnathan Scott, Jordan Olmos, Karel Jorge, Lodrick Cunningham, Tegan Chambers
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC