The Donks Official - Donkeys in Paris

The Donks Productions
We got the Donkey in Paris ya
Yeah the donkeys are in Paris hanging out with all the ferrets
I walk around and then I find a bag of carrots
I hope this song doesn't get copyright striked
And if think I'm worried about that you would be right
The Eiffel tower is over there
I just pooped in my underwear
Yo, we got the donkeys in Paris and we ain't playing games
These donkeys gonna make the hall of fame
But these donkeys are so cool they can't be tamed
They be walking around Paris on the faris wheel
He'll kneel on the teal steel if he dont repeal
The donkey admire the donkey
Upon me
Like my name's Johnny
We got the Donkey in Paris ya
Yeah Donkeys in Paris
Fall so hard the donkeys wanna find me
That stuff crayola like the crayon
And my favorite color is blue and that's true
When you hang out with the donkeys in faris faris wheel
You better be ready to poop your pants
On the faris wheel on the paris wheel
Paris, faris, France, Paris
Fall so hard
Like me falling down the stairs
The donkey is hanging out with millionaires
Like the wares of your hairs upstairs slash Fall so hard
Fall so hard
Fall so hard
Fall so hard
Fall so hard
Fall so hard
Fall so hard
Fall so hard
Fall so hard
Fall so hard
Donkeys in Paris
We got the Donkey in Paris ya.
The Donks are out

Written by:
Gamble Austin, Logan Meyer

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