Yeah, yeah

Yeah, I would rather be with you, but that's the past
Yeah, I would rather be with you but-
I watch Billy and Mandy while I smoke this gas
I'm in France, getting bags
I'm in Paris, with the racks
Meet the parents, she wanna meet the dad
Call me daddy when I hit it from the back
Mirror mirror, yeah they see through just like glass
I would rather be with you but that's the past
And you're last, on my mind
Get the cash, on my grind
Can't waste my time, that's a fine
You so fine, still in love
Commiting crime, can't get caught up
I catch flights, you catch episodes
They record my shows, you at home recording shows
Put some respect on my shit, like I'm really old
Told her she my type, she said "yeah, boy, you really bold"
I walk wit a lean, italic
They sleeping on me, nostalgic
I'm getting paid, read about it
Like a news stand how my paper piling
Euros by the thousands, yeah, I'm counting
I don't need no stylist
My dressing a thousand island
I can take your hoe, yeah, Juandissimo
Let her drive the boat
Jump in the pussy and float
Cannon ball in the pussy, grab your legs
Goldilocks, you been sleeping in his bed
Yeah It's cool, I never trip
Travel the world, you never trip
We got stacks, so I got chips
We got guacamole dip
Like a somersault they flip on me, like gymnastics
Acrobatic, yeah I cannot be, but I ball like the Mavericks
Wanna be on Letter Man, yeah, but not the jacket
I try to be the better man, yeah, I guess it's practice
Knew I wasn't average, just smoke then add, no fractions
When I shop, I don't be asking
I just add to basket

(Yeah, yeah)
Oh yeah
(Yeah, yeah)
Oh yeah

Je M'appelle - Pierre Bourne (Full Snippet)

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