Name: Paparazzi (Prod.Curtains) by LIARXCY
Duration: 2 min 47 s
Description: I’m your biggest fan I’ll follow u till u love me.

not a huge fan of the chorus tbh but u keep coming back and sliding on this shit 🔥🔥

SUPERSTAR

legend of+ (prod.octobersama)

I’m your biggest fan I’ll follow u till u love me.

Paparazzi (Prod.Curtains)

I Heart Radio <3 (Prod.Curtains)

Yamzi Feat. Rackzi

All I Want Is You (prod.licketysplitt)

Mixed by: Korso

Lyrics:
Can I (can I)
have you (have you)
Can I breathe the same air as you (as you)
And I let you tell me what to do (what to do)

Can I (can I)
have you (have you)
Can I breathe the same air as you (as you)
And I let you tell me what to do (what to do)
I know
I know
I know (I know)
I don’t take things slow (slow)
I rather go fast (fast)
And make the time past (past)
Where did u go
(That’s fucking crazy bruh)
I run
I run
Far away
To make sure you are safe
To make sure you are sane

Can I (can I)
have you (have you)
Can I breathe the same air as you (as you)
And I let you tell me what to do (what to do)

Can I (can I)
have you (have you)
Can I breathe the same air as you (as you)
And I let you tell me what to do (what to do)

Tell me
Tell me
Now
Do you want me now
Or do u want me later (later)
Do you want me for dinner (dinner)
I can put myself on a plate just for you sir
(Ooohh)
We can eat it now
But save that shit for later
I don’t wanna waste another day with you sir

Can I (can I)
have you (have you)
Can I breathe the same air as you (as you)
And I let you tell me what to do (what to do)

Can I (can I)
have you (have you)
Can I breathe the same air as you (as you)
And I let you tell me what to do (what to do)

have u (prod.seilleϟ)

LYRICS:

If they hard then they would've spent the block
It get dangerous these niggas bet not play with us
Out in the wild wild west
You can try yo best, you can strap yo vest
You better aim good, you miss you gon get put to rest.
Check
Money on my mind nigga imma get that first
Ain't cried in a while nigga Im tryna come in first
Me and my dogs pull up to the club in all matching verts, on God.

And we can't let em in
You ain't balling nigga you JV, we need lettermens
..who let these niggas in?
Forgive me for my sins
I been losing way too long, so I'd do anything to win
Oh he got that bag, pop him now he dead ay
Nigga this blood money, anything to ice my brother neck
Tec up on my side make sure I ain't never next

This a mask for my insecurities
I Bought the mask for my security
Street niggas got guns to rob, and think we fearing them
My niggas know how to protect those that's dear to them
These niggas kick doors and post like we seeing them
Then wonder why they on CNN

You stupid dog, you ain't really tryna eat
All of my dogs really out here tryna feast
I ain't street but I always keep a piece

No way I will end up deceased
No way I will end up deceased
Without ever getting a chance to stack the green
I cannot let em down
I bought Prada just to make sure that they proud of me
By your side, if you need someone- you cry to me
Go to sleep, and don't leave me- if you get tired of me
I love my niggas cause I know that they gon slide for me
They got designer cause none of my shooters hit for free
Brand new AP, skeleton the inside
I got enemies, but I'm still outside
Cause I know they won't ever slide
They fear God, fear God..

Cause If they hard then they would've spent the block
It get dangerous these niggas bet not play without it
Out in the wild wild west
You can try yo best, you can strap yo vest
You better aim good, you miss you gon get put to rest.
Check
Money on my mind nigga imma get that first
Ain't cried in a while nigga Im tryna come in first
Me and my dogs pull up to the club in all matching verts, on God.

Paparazzi (Prod.Curtains)

LIARXCY

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