Paris Texas - tenTHIRTYseven

Yeah
Who wanna rock?
Who wanna roll?
Who wanna die?
I'm throwing a fit
Let's get in the pit
Not leaving alive
I'm running a muck
You know that's it up
It's up in the sky
Now who wanna rock?
Now who wanna roll?
Now who wanna die?

Ay, huh
Don't know, who you fuckin' with
And this is not a glory hole
Bitch, it's Paris Texas
Know we put that bullshit on the ropes
Been on fire way too long
I need a shot of Cortisone
It's a must that I die for my bitch, I'm baby Romeo

Yeah
Who wanna rock?
Who wanna roll?
Who wanna die?
I'm throwing a fit
Let's get in the pit
Not leaving alive
I'm running a muck
You know that's it up
It's up in the sky
Now who wanna rock?
Now who wanna roll?
Now who wanna die?

Only one of us do not compare us to no so and so
Saw us coming up and now he wanna be emotional
I'm not even tough but Ludacris told me to throw them bo's
She came over late and left my house without her fucking soul
Blackest nihilist you've ever seen let me tell you something
Annihilation, catch you like a dream, ain't no waking up
We see everyone and everything, it's preposterous
Seeing everything like dental dams, ain't no toppin' us
Hoes getting past like memories, not monogamous
Split decision, spin 'em, drill 'em, kill 'em, go head, chalk it up
Massacre, they in love with me 'til the hype is up
This boy white-washed, burnt-out, no fucks

Yeah
Who wanna rock?
Who wanna roll?
Who wanna die?
I'm throwing a fit
Let's get in the pit
Not leaving alive
I'm running a muck
You know that's it up
It's up in the sky
Now who wanna rock?
Now who wanna roll?
Now who wanna-

Written by:
Gianluca Buccellati, Matt Cohn, Adrian Waller, Wale Onayemi, William Lemos

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Hipgnosis Songs Group

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