Aye look look nah foreal
This paradise look let me show you what this shit look like
We like to show out and shit
(Bitches)
Yea
Afterlife (Money)
Lil bitch (Guns)
It's more to it than that (Clothes, Cars,
Feel me (All these houses)
Twin nem know (Overseas and Shit)
Do or Die (Paradise)
We'll cut yo head off for telling lies (Paradise)
Got the lamb truck, yea we change the insides
F*cked a model bitch, rearrange her insides
We breaking rib cage
We breaking barricades
Dirty up my sprite
Dirty up my minute maid
I ain't talking bout no barber you can catch a fade
Street playbook making plays broad day
You gotta watch yo tracks watch yo steps
Glass right there you gone fall through
Yea that bitch a campaign she a walkthrough
Parades with them trophies
Pro skater tony
Different people folding
Different people Mick Foley
How the f*ck we get to this mothaf*cking place?
You was mad as hell I can see it in yo face
We got potions, we got chemicals
I don't wanna be you anyway that shit is miserable
All for one going against All Might
Yea we see it, its on site
Yea we see it robbing all night
Uh damn posted with my gang
Break the bank we do a heist
Do or Die (Paradise)
We'll cut yo head off for telling lies (Paradise)
Got the lamb truck, yea we change the insides
F*cked a model bitch, rearrange her insides
We breaking rib cage
We breaking barricades
Dirty up my sprite
Dirty up my minute maid
I ain't talking bout no barber you can catch a fade
Street playbook making plays broad day
You gotta watch yo tracks watch yo steps
Glass right there you gone fall through
Yea that bitch a campaign she a walkthrough
Paradise Video (MV)
Performed By: MaseMansion
Language: English
Length: 2:28
Written by: MILTON BROWN, SNUFF GARRETT, STEPHEN HARTLEY DORFF
MaseMansion - Paradise Lyrics
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Aye look look nah foreal
This paradise look let me show you what this shit look like
We like to show out and shit
(Bitches)
Yea
Afterlife (Money)
Lil bitch (Guns)
It's more to it than that (Clothes, Cars,
Feel me (All these houses)
Twin nem know (Overseas and Shit)
Do or Die (Paradise)
We'll cut yo head off for telling lies (Paradise)
Got the lamb truck, yea we change the insides
F*cked a model bitch, rearrange her insides
We breaking rib cage
We breaking barricades
Dirty up my sprite
Dirty up my minute maid
I ain't talking bout no barber you can catch a fade
Street playbook making plays broad day
You gotta watch yo tracks watch yo steps
Glass right there you gone fall through
Yea that bitch a campaign she a walkthrough
Parades with them trophies
Pro skater tony
Different people folding
Different people Mick Foley
How the f*ck we get to this mothaf*cking place?
You was mad as hell I can see it in yo face
We got potions, we got chemicals
I don't wanna be you anyway that shit is miserable
All for one going against All Might
Yea we see it, its on site
Yea we see it robbing all night
Uh damn posted with my gang
Break the bank we do a heist
Do or Die (Paradise)
We'll cut yo head off for telling lies (Paradise)
Got the lamb truck, yea we change the insides
F*cked a model bitch, rearrange her insides
We breaking rib cage
We breaking barricades
Dirty up my sprite
Dirty up my minute maid
I ain't talking bout no barber you can catch a fade
Street playbook making plays broad day
You gotta watch yo tracks watch yo steps
Glass right there you gone fall through
Yea that bitch a campaign she a walkthrough
This paradise look let me show you what this shit look like
We like to show out and shit
(Bitches)
Yea
Afterlife (Money)
Lil bitch (Guns)
It's more to it than that (Clothes, Cars,
Feel me (All these houses)
Twin nem know (Overseas and Shit)
Do or Die (Paradise)
We'll cut yo head off for telling lies (Paradise)
Got the lamb truck, yea we change the insides
F*cked a model bitch, rearrange her insides
We breaking rib cage
We breaking barricades
Dirty up my sprite
Dirty up my minute maid
I ain't talking bout no barber you can catch a fade
Street playbook making plays broad day
You gotta watch yo tracks watch yo steps
Glass right there you gone fall through
Yea that bitch a campaign she a walkthrough
Parades with them trophies
Pro skater tony
Different people folding
Different people Mick Foley
How the f*ck we get to this mothaf*cking place?
You was mad as hell I can see it in yo face
We got potions, we got chemicals
I don't wanna be you anyway that shit is miserable
All for one going against All Might
Yea we see it, its on site
Yea we see it robbing all night
Uh damn posted with my gang
Break the bank we do a heist
Do or Die (Paradise)
We'll cut yo head off for telling lies (Paradise)
Got the lamb truck, yea we change the insides
F*cked a model bitch, rearrange her insides
We breaking rib cage
We breaking barricades
Dirty up my sprite
Dirty up my minute maid
I ain't talking bout no barber you can catch a fade
Street playbook making plays broad day
You gotta watch yo tracks watch yo steps
Glass right there you gone fall through
Yea that bitch a campaign she a walkthrough
Writer: MILTON BROWN, SNUFF GARRETT, STEPHEN HARTLEY DORFF
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, O/B/O DistroKid