Trap Paris
Machine Gun Kelly"Trap Paris" is a song by Machine Gun Kelly, released in 2017 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:00 long and contains 68 lines and 460 words.
Lyrics
0:03Ayy
0:04Woke up in woke up in
0:10Soundin' real godly
0:13Quavo
0:15Woke up in Paris
0:19Broke all the mirrors that lean
0:22Watch me last night was too turnt
0:26They caught me on camera
0:29I ain't embarrassed
0:30Pull up back home flag on tats out what the is that 'bout
0:34I'm home bred hometown been around the world I'm back now
0:38I'm Mr. Miyagi with wax in the sake
0:44And I'm running the streets to the city like rocky
0:46Who da champ who da champ
0:48Diamond fangs like a vamp
0:49Where's the package with the stamp
0:51Bust it open by the lamb
0:52Roll it up 'till I cramp
0:54Uh four rings on my hands uh
0:56Smoke rings from the grams uh
0:58Got a lady and a tramp
0:59I made it from the trap
1:01Gunner
1:01I woke up in Paris
1:05In the bed with a bad bad bad
1:08First I roll up the lesh
1:10Then I went back for seconds
1:12Swear that the wettest
1:16I woke up in Paris
1:20In the bed with a bad bad bad
1:24First I roll up the lesh
1:26Then I went back for seconds
1:28Swear that the wettest
1:32Made it from the bottom what you thinking of me what you thinking
1:36I made it from the bottom what you thinking of me what you thinking
1:40When I was on the bottom you didn't hang out with me no way
1:43Now I got some dollars they keep hanging with me yeah
1:47Take a lot of Molly that's your fantasy that's your fantasy
1:51Pull up with the gang and stop playing with me stop playing
1:55You took too much of Coco it made your nose bleed tripping
1:59Too turnt for the bando too
2:01Shoot two times through the window shoot
2:03Pop one off for the kid though pop one
2:05Pop one off the extendo shoot
2:06Old money like a Nintendo
2:08Bring it back home this the reload bring back
2:10Crips mights call it a kilo crip
2:12Bloods might call it a bilo blood
2:14Put my wrist in a freezer wrist
2:16Hit it up turn it up to beast mode yeah
2:19I made it from the trap trap
2:21Whole thang in my lap
2:23I made it from the trap trap
2:24Got your girl in my lap yeah
2:26I made it from the trap trap
2:28Got the police running laps yeah
2:30I made it from the trap
2:32I made it out the trap
2:33I woke up in Paris
2:37In the bed with a bad bad bad
2:41First I roll up the lesh
2:43Then I went back for seconds
2:44Swear that the wettest
2:49I woke up in Paris
2:52In the bed with a bad bad bad
2:56First I roll up the lesh
2:58Then I went back for seconds
3:00Swear that the wettest
Ayy Woke up in woke up in Soundin' real godly Quavo Woke up in Paris Broke all the mirrors that lean Watch me last night was too turnt They caught me on camera I ain't embarrassed Pull up back home flag on tats out what the is that 'bout I'm home bred hometown been around the world I'm back now I'm Mr. Miyagi with wax in the sake And I'm running the streets to the city like rocky Who da champ who da champ Diamond fangs like a vamp Where's the package with the stamp Bust it open by the lamb Roll it up 'till I cramp Uh four rings on my hands uh Smoke rings from the grams uh Got a lady and a tramp I made it from the trap Gunner I woke up in Paris In the bed with a bad bad bad First I roll up the lesh Then I went back for seconds Swear that the wettest I woke up in Paris In the bed with a bad bad bad First I roll up the lesh Then I went back for seconds Swear that the wettest Made it from the bottom what you thinking of me what you thinking I made it from the bottom what you thinking of me what you thinking When I was on the bottom you didn't hang out with me no way Now I got some dollars they keep hanging with me yeah Take a lot of Molly that's your fantasy that's your fantasy Pull up with the gang and stop playing with me stop playing You took too much of Coco it made your nose bleed tripping Too turnt for the bando too Shoot two times through the window shoot Pop one off for the kid though pop one Pop one off the extendo shoot Old money like a Nintendo Bring it back home this the reload bring back Crips mights call it a kilo crip Bloods might call it a bilo blood Put my wrist in a freezer wrist Hit it up turn it up to beast mode yeah I made it from the trap trap Whole thang in my lap I made it from the trap trap Got your girl in my lap yeah I made it from the trap trap Got the police running laps yeah I made it from the trap I made it out the trap I woke up in Paris In the bed with a bad bad bad First I roll up the lesh Then I went back for seconds Swear that the wettest I woke up in Paris In the bed with a bad bad bad First I roll up the lesh Then I went back for seconds Swear that the wettest
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