This is a song about "Niggaz in paris"

And as the years pass by, you can show them foolsbut you ain't trying to hear me cause your stuck

She prances while other niggaz be, makin, advances, get your own hoes fuck

And there's something you ain't seeing like i block your vision

No one in comparison, i got a hun in paris son.

But my niggaz in paris

Ask her address she holla saks fifth

Got my niggas in paris and they going gorillas, huh

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

It wasn't always a hit and run relationship

Niggaz know lexxie is like a potato chip,

If you escaped what i've escaped, you'd be in paris getting fucked up too

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls that you offer them ones but they ain't let you

But happy cause she knows it's a girl

Them niggaz wont know that your a schoolgirl