"N-ggas in Paris Remix", a remix track performed by Grammy-winning rapper, T.I. surfaced recently. It features Kanye West and Jay-Z. "N-ggas in Paris" is originally a song by Kanye West and Jay-Z, released as the fourth single from their collaboration album Watch the Throne. It debuted at number 75 on the US Billboard Hot 100 on the week of the album's release.
What do you think of T.I.'s song "N-ggas in Paris Remix"?
T.I. N-ggas in Paris Remix Lyrics :-
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(We’re gonna skate to one song, one song only)
(Ball so hard ma’f-ckas wanna fine me)
[T.I.]
Hey!
Ay, man, I’unno what done happened, uh
I guess y’all musta caught amnesia in my absence, I ain’t been gone that long, have I?
Well, just for your reminder, how ’bout the crown meet The Throne right here?
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Call me T.I. or CPR, I’m killin’ sh-t, even in prison, I’m still the sh-t
Betta reconi’, King in the buildin’, b-tch, act like you know, are you serious?
I (ball so hard), my ankle hurt, don’t buy a car if I ain’t the fir’
In the country wit’ it, one, two, three b-tches to watch me while I painted her
I (ball so hard), they hate to see me, on the stage, Jay-Z, Kanye wit’ me
You know I (ball so hard), Tip is scary, merci beaucoup in Par-ee
Parlez-vous francais, I say, menage a trois today, I say
I (ball so hard), how I depart? Maybach chauffeured, I ain’t got to par’
So raw, so official, dawg, them lames can’t do nothin’ wit’ you, dawg
She all on me, better get your broad, don’t like that, blow yo’ whistle, dawg
I (ball so hard), no referee’ll throw no flag, ain’t no techs for me
I keep them suckas upset wit’ me, them racks back on deck, you be’ belee’ that I…
Ball so hard ma’f-ckas wanna fine me
That sh-t cray (What, ‘Ye?)
That sh-t cray (Haaaa)
That sh-t cray
Ball so hard ma’f-ckas wanna fine me
That sh-t cray (Huh, what, ‘Ye?)
That sh-t cray (Yeah, yeah)
That sh-t cray (Go, ay!)
[Jay-Z]
Ball so hard ma’f-ckas wanna fine me, but first n-ggas gotta find me
What’s fitty grand to a ma’f-cka like me, can you please remind me?
Ball so hard, this sh-t crazy, y’all don’t know that don’t sh-t phase me
The Nets could go 0-for-82, when I look at you, like, this sh-t gravy
Ball so hard, this sh-t weird, we ain’t even pose’ beat here
Ball so hard, but since we here, it’s only right that we be fair
Psycho, I’m liable to go Michael, take ya pick, Jackson, Tyson, Jordan, Game Six
Ball so hard, got a broke clock, Rolies that don’t tick-tock
Audemars that’s losin’ time, hidden behind all these big rocks
Ball so hard, I’m shocked, too, I’m supposed to be locked up, too
You escape what I escaped, you’d be in Paris gettin’ f-cked up too
Ball so hard, let’s get faded, Le Meurice for like six days
Gold bottles, scold models, spillin’ Ace on my sick Js
Balled so hard, b-tch, behave, just might let you meet ‘Ye
Chi-town’s D. Rose, so I’m movin’ the Nets to BK
Ball so hard ma’f-ckas wanna fine me
That sh-t cray
That sh-t cray
That sh-t cray
Ball so hard ma’f-ckas wanna fine me
That sh-t cray
That sh-t cray
That sh-t cray
[Kanye West]
She said, “‘Ye, can we get married at the mall?”
I said, “Look, you need to crawl ‘fore you ball
Come and meet me in the bathroom stall
And show me why you deserve to have it all”
(Ball so hard) That sh-t cray (That sh-t cray) Ain’t it, Jay?
(Ball so hard) What she order? (What she order?) Fish filet
(Ball so hard) “Yo’ whip so cold!” (Whip so cold!) This old thing?
Act you’ll ever be around motherf-ckers like this again
Bougie girl, grab my hand, f-ck that b-tch, she don’t wanna dance
‘Scuse my French, but I’m in France (Haha) I’m just sayin’
Prince William’s ain’t do it right, if you ask me
‘Cause I was him I woulda (Married Kate and Ashley)
What’s Gucci, my n-gga? What’s Louis, my killa?
What’s drugs, my dealer? What’s that jacket, Margiela?
Doctors say I’m the illest, ’cause I’m sufferin’ from realness
Got my n-ggas in Paris, and they goin’ gorillas (Hunh?)
(I don’t even know what that means!)
(No one knows what it means)
(But it’s provocative)
(No, it’s not)
(Gets the people goin’)
Ball so hard ma’f-ckas wanna fine me
Ball so hard ma’f-ckas wanna fine me
You are now watchin’ the throne, don’t let me get in my zone
Don’t let me get in my zone, don’t let me get in my zone
These other n-ggas is lyin’, actin’ like the summer ain’t mine
(I got that hot b-tch in my home) You know how many hot b-tches I own?
Don’t let me get in my zone, don’t let me get in my zone
Don’t let me get in my zone, don’t let me get in my zone
The stars is in the buildin’, they hands is to the ceilin’
I know I’m ’bout to kill it, “How you know?” I got that feelin’
You are now watchin’ the throne, don’t let me enter my zone
Don’t let me enter my zone, I’m definitely in my zone
(Zone, zone, zone, zone…)
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1 comments:
This is a hot song, don't know why everyone needs to use the n word, but good song regardless.
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