Paris
Shane Eagle Lyrics


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I flew my mama to (I flew my mama to)

I flew my mama to Paris, she used to stay on the street (street)
I bought myself a new chain, it cost like 40 a piece (floss)
I haven't been home in a while, so I spent a crib on my teeth (teeth)
Got money trees in the bag, I'm just gon' sow what I reap, huh huh

Nothing is real and none of these niggas is realer than me
They can just call me Tony, fuck all these niggas
Just be who you destined to be (fuck 'em)
I got the city on thousand degrees, elevate elevate, dizzy got speed
This is that level these rappers can't reach
This is that practice shit that you preach
Tell me some shit that I don't know (tell some shit that I don't know)
Bitch I like just like a photo
Came in the game wit' my old bros
Now that I'm on we all on (those my niggas)
I know that God got my back, I talk to God all the time
I ain't got no plan B, I put this all on the line
Look at the traction (traction)
Look at what happened (bitch)
Heard that these niggas don't sell any tickets
So how they went platinum? Yeah (how they went platinum?)
I am the GOAT on the low
I keep the guns on the floor
I used to sleep all on the floor, now I hear the round of applause
So I flew myself out to Paris, now I be running the streets (streets)
I send some bread to these niggas, now they be actin' like leeches (leeches)
Niggas be buggin' for features, but I'm like way out of reach (reach)
You don't hear the round of applause?
My nigga just take you a seat (bitch)

Me and these rappers ain't really friends, I don't be taking their calls
I make 'em talk to the middle man, he won't pass me their message at all (no)
You know I got love for my real fans
But I'm cursing them off of my yard
I can't be signing no autographs, I got too much kush in my garage
I don't want no attention from my neighbours
I don't wanna make friends with a cop
You get your nose wiped in a second
You call out my fuckin' name in the dark
Washing my pinky ring in Ciroc
Bitch you can't hold my hand, hold the cock
Kickin' it at the top, gettin' top
Me and the gang, party on the charts
I am a pussy man, you are a pussy nigga
I told a hoe, "I am not a fisherman"
I say that 'cause the pussy stinkin'
Made a M wit' my vocab, I got rich with my dictionary
Put them diamonds on twelve teeth, I require a different fairy
I despise a snitch nigga
I'ma tell Tom to kill Jerry
Pourin' up for the dead homies (OGs), do a show at the cemetery (yessir)
Let 'em diss me, I'll never hear it (go ahead)
He a bitch, he ain't never scared (oh shit)
Call him out for the commentary
Fuck his mom if it's necessary
Do him dirty, no sanitary, Tall Racks

I flew my mama to Paris, she used to stay on the street (street)
I bought myself a new chain, it cost like 40 a piece (floss)
I haven't been home in a while, so I spent a crib on my teeth (teeth)
Got money trees in the bag, I'm just gon' sow what I reap, huh huh

Sit the fuck down nigga
You don't hear the round of applause, my nigga just take you a seat (seat)
I heard that new shit and it's weak
You niggas sound just like my niece (niece)
(Yeah, you niggas sound just like my niece)
Look, fuck your feelings, this is how I'm feeling
World winning, niggas didn't see the vision
They pretended and now it's too late
Sickness sent around the globe, it's a tide
I watched these niggas switch sides (sides)




And then I watched 'em switch deals
They couldn't do it by themselves, askin' me how I feel (bitch)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Shane Eagle's song PARIS express his rise to fame and fortune. The song speaks about how he has been able to leave his old life behind and achieve success in the music industry. He starts by talking about how he flew his mother to Paris, who used to live on the street, to show her what he has achieved. He then bragged about buying himself a new chain worth $40,000 and getting new teeth by spending a lot of money.


Shane Eagle then talks about his confidence in himself and his ability to surpass many rappers who claim to be real but cannot compare to him. He talks about his hard work and how he has elevated himself to a level that most rappers cannot reach. He commands the listener to tell him something he does not know and brags about how far he has come in his music career. Additionally, he asserts that he and other rappers are not friends and that he does not take their calls.


He goes on to talk about his dislike of snitches and his ability to do whatever it takes to protect himself. Overall, Shane Eagle's lyrics in PARIS emphasize his success, confidence in his abilities, and resilience as he remains focused on his journey to success.


Line by Line Meaning

I flew my mama to Paris, she used to stay on the street
I brought my mother to Paris because she had a difficult life on the streets


I bought myself a new chain, it cost like 40 a piece
I spent a lot of money on an expensive new chain


I haven't been home in a while, so I spent a crib on my teeth
I haven't been home for a long time, so I spent a lot of money on my teeth


Got money trees in the bag, I'm just gon' sow what I reap, huh huh
I have money and I'm going to invest it wisely


Nothing is real and none of these niggas is realer than me
No one is more real than me


They can just call me Tony, fuck all these niggas
Call me Tony and disregard these other people


Just be who you destined to be (fuck 'em)
Be who you're meant to be and don't worry about others


I got the city on thousand degrees, elevate elevate, dizzy got speed
I'm on fire and I'm moving fast


This is that level these rappers can't reach
These other rappers can't reach my level


This is that practice shit that you preach
This is what I practice and what I believe


Tell me some shit that I don't know
Teach me something new


Bitch I like just like a photo
I look good like a photo


Came in the game wit' my old bros
I started in the music industry with my old friends


Now that I'm on we all on (those my niggas)
Now that I'm successful, my friends are too


I know that God got my back, I talk to God all the time
I believe in God and I talk to him frequently


I ain't got no plan B, I put this all on the line
I have no backup plan and everything is riding on my success


Look at the traction (traction)
Look at the success I've gained


Look at what happened (bitch)
Look at the amazing things I've accomplished


Heard that these niggas don't sell any tickets
I've heard that these other rappers don't sell many concert tickets


So how they went platinum? Yeah (how they went platinum?)
How did they go platinum if they don't sell tickets?


I am the GOAT on the low
I'm the greatest of all time but I don't brag about it


I keep the guns on the floor
I keep my weapons hidden


I used to sleep all on the floor, now I hear the round of applause
I used to be poor and now I'm successful with people applauding me


So I flew myself out to Paris, now I be running the streets (streets)
I went to Paris and now I run the streets there


I send some bread to these niggas, now they be actin' like leeches (leeches)
I gave money to some people and now they won't leave me alone


Niggas be buggin' for features, but I'm like way out of reach (reach)
Other rappers want to collaborate with me, but I'm out of their league


You don't hear the round of applause?
Don't you hear the applause for me?


My nigga just take you a seat (bitch)
Just calm down and take a seat


Me and these rappers ain't really friends, I don't be taking their calls
I'm not friends with these other rappers and I don't talk to them


I make 'em talk to the middle man, he won't pass me their message at all (no)
If they try to contact me, they have to go through someone else and I won't receive their message


You know I got love for my real fans
I appreciate and care for my true fans


But I'm cursing them off of my yard
But I don't want them on my property


I can't be signing no autographs, I got too much kush in my garage
I can't sign autographs because I'm too busy with my marijuana


I don't want no attention from my neighbours
I don't want my neighbors bothering me


I don't wanna make friends with a cop
I don't want to be friends with a police officer


You get your nose wiped in a second
You'll get punched in the face immediately


You call out my fuckin' name in the dark
Don't even mention my name when you're alone in the dark


Washing my pinky ring in Ciroc
I'm cleaning my expensive pinky ring in Ciroc vodka


Bitch you can't hold my hand, hold the cock
You can't hold my hand, but you can hold my gun


Kickin' it at the top, gettin' top
I'm on top of my game and getting praised


Me and the gang, party on the charts
Me and my friends are celebrating our success


I am a pussy man, you are a pussy nigga
I like women and you're not man enough


I told a hoe, "I am not a fisherman"
I told a woman that I'm not interested in her


I say that 'cause the pussy stinkin'
I say that because she smells bad


Made a M wit' my vocab, I got rich with my dictionary
I made a fortune with my words and language skills


Put them diamonds on twelve teeth, I require a different fairy
I have diamonds on my teeth and I need a certain type of fairy to make them sparkle


I despise a snitch nigga
I hate anyone who snitches


I'ma tell Tom to kill Jerry
I'll take revenge on my enemies


Pourin' up for the dead homies (OGs), do a show at the cemetery (yessir)
I'm paying tribute to my deceased friends and performing for them at the cemetery


Let 'em diss me, I'll never hear it (go ahead)
Let people insult me, I won't listen


He a bitch, he ain't never scared (oh shit)
He's a coward and not brave


Call him out for the commentary
I'm criticizing him for his commentary


Fuck his mom if it's necessary
I'll do anything to get back at him


Do him dirty, no sanitary, Tall Racks
I'll get revenge on him and I don't care if it's messy, from Tall Racks


Sit the fuck down nigga
Calm down and listen


You don't hear the round of applause, my nigga just take you a seat (seat)
Can't you hear the applause for me? Just sit down and listen


I heard that new shit and it's weak
I listened to some new music and I didn't like it


You niggas sound just like my niece (niece)
You other rappers sound like a young girl


Look, fuck your feelings, this is how I'm feeling
I don't care about your emotions, this is how I feel


World winning, niggas didn't see the vision
I'm succeeding and others didn't believe in me


They pretended and now it's too late
They faked their support and now it doesn't matter


Sickness sent around the globe, it's a tide
There is a global sickness spreading


I watched these niggas switch sides (sides)
I saw these people switch their allegiances


And then I watched 'em switch deals
And then I saw them change their business arrangements


They couldn't do it by themselves, askin' me how I feel (bitch)
They weren't successful on their own and now they're asking me how it feels




Lyrics © Freibank Musikverlags und vermarktungs GmbH
Written by: Shane Hughes, Nsikayesizwe David Junior Ngcobo

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i replayed his verse so many times.. the delivery was A1

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