This is a song about "Paris"

Just hit my cousin up, he's stationed over in paris,

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

Hella dirty like i'm paris hilton

But once established we living lavish, like the house of versi, paris,

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

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

Verse two:yeah niggai got tha word as hellya blew trial and tha judge gave you

No less profit, themed when we drop shit

From pondoland to paris you are revered

Thick girls, small frame, please watch ya tummy miss

The chick i have fucked was some whore named paris

Got my niggas in paris and they going gorillas, huh

Embrace my words make the world changeand still i smile nigga

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Rock over london, rock on the paris of the prairie