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PARIS
TR/ST Lyrics
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N-None my niggas is scared of that, pop out
Nigga pop up then he finna get popped down
Nigga stay tweaking, he finna kick rocks now
Hit up some vultures, I told 'em to flock out
I'm busting shots but he ain't finna bust back
Hitting that shit from the back, finna bust that
He steady bumming, he taking the bus back
I might fly out to Paris to say I'm like Ye
My bitch like Beyoncé and I'm just like Jay
I'm really top tier with these hands everyday
Nigga put down the blick and just fight me, okay?
Fuck your dead homie, your bro in the grave
And your mans ain't the same
Tryna be like me, you riding my wave
You ain't in my lane, get the fuck out the way
I been rapping like this since the age of fourteen
He went against Paula, he ain't on the team
And shoutout Young Money, I'm tryna see green
Heard you popping them Percs, them niggas is feins
Feins, feins, do it like me
Tryna be like me but he ain't LP
Sniffing them slopes better put on them skis
Took a step back and you still can't compete
None my niggas is scared of that, pop out
Nigga pop up then he finna get popped down
Nigga stay tweaking, he finna kick rocks now
Hit up some vultures, I told 'em to flock out
I'm busting shots but he ain't finna bust back
Hitting that shit from the back, finna bust that
He steady bumming, he taking the bus back
Knocking out niggas, I know they gon' trust that
I might fly out to Paris to say I'm like Ye
My bitch like Beyoncé and I'm just like Jay
I'm really top tier with these hands everyday
Nigga put down the blick and just fight me, okay?
Fuck your dead homie, your bro in the grave
And your mans ain't the same
Tryna be like me, you riding my wave
You ain't in my lane, get the fuck out the way
Niggas is stupid, you niggas is losing it
I get the money and pack and I'm doing it
I'm on they neck like giraffe, yeah I'm zooing it
Yeah, I'm the king and my crown isn't moving bitch
You ain't a plug, why the fuck is you moving shit?
I'm taking spots so you best better move it bitch
That nigga praying to God I don't lose my shit
Father, Son, Holy Spirit
Crucifix
None my niggas is scared of that, pop out
Nigga pop up then he finna get popped down
Nigga stay tweaking, he finna kick rocks now
Hit up some vultures, I told 'em to flock out
I'm busting shots but he ain't finna bust back
Hitting that shit from the back, finna bust that
He steady bumming, he taking the bus back
Knocking out niggas, I know they gon' trust that
I might fly out to Paris to say I'm like Ye
My bitch like Beyoncé and I'm just like Jay
I'm really top tier with these hands everyday
Nigga put down the blick and just fight me, okay?
Fuck your dead homie, your bro in the grave
And your mans ain't the same
Tryna be like me, you riding my wave
You ain't in my lane, get the fuck out the way
The lyrics to TR/ST’s song “Paris” depict various themes of sexuality, power dynamics, and desire. Throughout the song, TR/ST employs provocative language, using words such as “bitches,” “snitches,” and “niggas” to convey underlying feelings of aggression and control. The chorus repeats lines that focus on giving or withholding sexual pleasure, emphasizing how the singer has what others desire.
The verse speaks of a complicated romantic relationship where the singer feels used, but also is seemingly using the other individual as well. Lines such as “And this ain't never been new to me / With you it always felt like tutoring” suggest that the relationship has been one of mentorship and teaching which becomes more complicated when mixed with the sexual dynamic between the two. As the verse continues, the singer expresses a desire to party with their friends and, more specifically, hit up a strip club for a night of pleasure.
The song culminates with a sexual encounter and the assertion that the singer has never been someone who is weak or submissive in sexual or social situations. The repeated use of provocative language and assertive statements throughout the song highlights TR/ST’s emphasis on themes of power and control.
Line by Line Meaning
Bitches bitches bitches bitches
Women who only care about material things and are easily satisfied
Bitches want some shit yeah I got it
Women want material things, and I am able to provide it for them
Niggas niggas niggas niggas
Men who are trying to start conflict
Niggas want some beef yeah I doubt it
Men are trying to start a confrontation, but I do not believe they will follow through with it
Bitches bitches bitches bitches
Women who are only after sexual pleasure
Bitches want some dick yeah I got it
Women are interested in sexual activity, and I am capable of providing it
Snitches snitches snitches snitches
Individuals who betray others by revealing their secrets or actions to others
Snitches get stitches
Betraying others will come with consequences, and the betrayer will receive a punishment
Why you acting strange, why you acting so afraid?
You are behaving in a peculiar manner, and it seems like you are fearful of something
Hope I won't have to explain to you the reason you're here for
I hope I do not have to clarify why you decided to come here
Why'd you make that face? I've got enough on my plate
The expression on your face is concerning, and I already have enough issues to deal with
You're not helping with that gaze, do you understand what the night's for
The way you are looking at me is not assisting in the situation, and do you comprehend the purpose of this evening
When you looked in my eyes straight, the first time I heard you say... I was set ablaze
The moment you looked directly into my eyes and said what you did, it ignited a passionate response within me
Damn I could not concentrate on a thing, would always play the whole scene up in my head
I was unable to focus on anything else, and the entire scenario was constantly replaying in my mind
But shit finally you're here so
But finally, you arrived
We could do anything if you say so
We could engage in any activity that you desire
After tonight cos tonight I'm tryna aim low
After tonight because this time I am not looking for anything too serious
Above your thighs and in between, they're closed so
Above your upper legs and in the middle, they are closed
Bout to pull you closer, my hands below your torso
I am about to draw you nearer, and my hands will be below your midsection
Flows got you dripping down your thighs, a stream
My sexual prowess is causing you to become aroused and moist, like a flowing stream of liquid trickling down your upper legs
And if they wanna watch let's give them a live show
If anyone wants to observe our sexual activity, we will provide them with an exciting and visually stimulating performance
Let's get it on and on, turn off the light switch
Let us engage in sexual activity repeatedly, and turn off the lights to allow for a more intimate experience
And when we're done, walk you home, this my night shift
Once we have concluded our sexual activity, I will accompany you home, since it is my responsibility for the remainder of the night
And I would love to throw some parties with my niggas in France
I would enjoy hosting some events with my friends in France
Right now I feel hitting the strip club and blow up some ones
At the moment, I have the inclination to visit a strip club and spend a significant amount of money
And I ain't never been a coochie ass nigga for once
I have never been a man who is overly concerned with pleasing women
And I ain't never been a groupie ass eater for once
I have never been someone who fawns over celebrities or popular people
Right now I feel hitting the strip club
Currently, I am in the mood to venture to a strip club
Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Andrew Morgan
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