This is a song about "Niggaz in paris"

I told ya he aint right that niggaz got problems

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

When i'm finished with these niggaz, they be calling me "dad"

You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house

Silence, fast forward, these niggaz deserve rounds,

I’m tryna vibe with ya so won't you throw me your phone number

Candy niggaz re-see's we see ur peanut butter

But i like you like..like a lil bit

Niggaz know lexxie is like a potato chip,

Niggaz is movin' they mouths but they ain't sayin' a thing

So i'm just making sure my verses count for something

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Mid-state and green it seems, is where all my niggaz be

Breaking mine....niggaz thirsty so they wait in line

Fucking two bad bitches, at the same damn time