Niggas in Paris
“We’re going to skate to one song and one song only”
Ball so hard muh’fuckas wanna fine me
Ball so hard muh’fuckas wanna fine me
So I ball so hard muh’fuckas wanna fine me
But first niggas gotta find me
What’s fifty grand to a muh’fucka like me
Can you please remind me?
Ball so hard, this shit crazy
Y’all don’t know that don’t shit phase me
The Nets could go “oh” for eighty-two and I look at you like this shit gravy
Ball so hard, this shit weird
We ain’t even ‘pose to be here
Ball so hard, since we here
It’s only right that we be fair
Psycho, I’m liable to be go Michael
Take your pick, Jackson, Tyson, Jordan, Game 6
Ball so hard, got a broke clock, Rollies that don’t tick tock
Audemars that’s losing time, hidden behind all these big rocks
Ball so hard, I’m shocked too, I’m supposed to be locked up too
You escaped what I’ve escaped
You’d be in Paris getting fucked up too
Ball so hard, let’s get faded, Le Meurice for like six days
Gold bottles, scold models, spillin’ Ace on my sick J’s
(Ball so hard) bitch behave, just might let you meet ‘Ye
Chi towns D. Rose, I’m movin’ the Nets to BK
But first niggas gotta find me
What’s fifty grand to a muh’fucka like me
Can you please remind me?
Ball so hard, this shit crazy
Y’all don’t know that don’t shit phase me
The Nets could go “oh” for eighty-two and I look at you like this shit gravy
Ball so hard, this shit weird
We ain’t even ‘pose to be here
Ball so hard, since we here
It’s only right that we be fair
Psycho, I’m liable to be go Michael
Take your pick, Jackson, Tyson, Jordan, Game 6
Ball so hard, got a broke clock, Rollies that don’t tick tock
Audemars that’s losing time, hidden behind all these big rocks
Ball so hard, I’m shocked too, I’m supposed to be locked up too
You escaped what I’ve escaped
You’d be in Paris getting fucked up too
Ball so hard, let’s get faded, Le Meurice for like six days
Gold bottles, scold models, spillin’ Ace on my sick J’s
(Ball so hard) bitch behave, just might let you meet ‘Ye
Chi towns D. Rose, I’m movin’ the Nets to BK
Ball so hard muhfuckas wanna fine me
That shit cray
That shit cray
That shit cray
Ball so hard muhfuckas wanna fine me
That shit cray
That shit cray
That shit cray
That shit cray
That shit cray
That shit cray
Ball so hard muhfuckas wanna fine me
That shit cray
That shit cray
That shit cray
She said ‘Ye can we get married at the mall?
I said look you need to crawl ‘fore you ball
Come and meet me in the bathroom stall
And show me why you deserve to have it all
(Ball so hard) that shit cray, (that shit cray) ain’t it Jay?
(Ball so hard) what she order (what she order) fish fillet
(Ball so hard) your whip so cold (whip so cold) this old thing
(Ball so hard) act like you’ll ever be around motherfuckas like this again
Bougie girl, grab her hand
Fuck that bitch she don’t wanna dance
Excuse my French but I’m in France (I’m just sayin’)
Prince William’s ain’t do it right if you ask me
‘Cause I was him, I would have married Kate and Ashley
What’s Gucci my nigga?
What’s Louie my killa?
What’s drugs my deala?
What’s that jacket, Margiela?
Doctors say I’m the illest
‘Cause I’m suffering from realness
Got my niggas in Paris
And they going gorillas, huh!?
I said look you need to crawl ‘fore you ball
Come and meet me in the bathroom stall
And show me why you deserve to have it all
(Ball so hard) that shit cray, (that shit cray) ain’t it Jay?
(Ball so hard) what she order (what she order) fish fillet
(Ball so hard) your whip so cold (whip so cold) this old thing
(Ball so hard) act like you’ll ever be around motherfuckas like this again
Bougie girl, grab her hand
Fuck that bitch she don’t wanna dance
Excuse my French but I’m in France (I’m just sayin’)
Prince William’s ain’t do it right if you ask me
‘Cause I was him, I would have married Kate and Ashley
What’s Gucci my nigga?
What’s Louie my killa?
What’s drugs my deala?
What’s that jacket, Margiela?
Doctors say I’m the illest
‘Cause I’m suffering from realness
Got my niggas in Paris
And they going gorillas, huh!?
Ball so hard muhfuckas wanna fine me
Ball so hard muhfuckas wanna fine me
Ball so hard muhfuckas wanna fine me
You are now watching the throne
Don’t let me get in my zone
Don’t let me get in my zone
Don’t let me get in my zone
These other niggas is lyin’
Actin’ like the summer ain’t mine
Don’t let me get in my zone
Don’t let me get in my zone
Don’t let me get in my zone
These other niggas is lyin’
Actin’ like the summer ain’t mine
I got that hot bitch in my home
You know how many hot bitches I own?
Don’t let me get in my zone
Don’t let me get in my zone
Don’t let me get in my zone
Don’t let me get in my zone
The stars is in the building
They hands is to the ceiling
I know I’m ’bout to kill it
How you know, I got that feeling
You are now watching the throne
Don’t let me into my zone
Don’t let me into my zone
I’m definitely in my zone
(Zone, zone, zone, zone, zone, zone, zone, zone)
You know how many hot bitches I own?
Don’t let me get in my zone
Don’t let me get in my zone
Don’t let me get in my zone
Don’t let me get in my zone
The stars is in the building
They hands is to the ceiling
I know I’m ’bout to kill it
How you know, I got that feeling
You are now watching the throne
Don’t let me into my zone
Don’t let me into my zone
I’m definitely in my zone
(Zone, zone, zone, zone, zone, zone, zone, zone)
https://twitter.com/BeyLegion/status/1023649962238861314
wow, a lota words and syllables, a rhyming lyrical mess. and it still sucks.
“Music is the soundtrack to your life.” Dick Clark
(Things that make you go hmmm…?!?)
A world gone mad. This is what passes as “music” – Bouncey and GayZ in The Louvre;
https://youtu.be/kbMqWXnpXcA .
No wonder Barry and Moochelle are their friends. Scumbag thugs enjoy the limelight.
This muh’fucka was balled for 8 years……..
Depraved people find one another. Worse, there are millions in our society who will buy this garbage.
Yet President Trump is the bad one for trying to make America great again…
Okey Dokey…
Tell me this is NOT promoting racism with lyrics like that.
Tell me why Blacks CAN’T promote racism.
They can and they are and the Obamas will gladly continue to promote racism and stick their collective thumbs in America’s eye while doing so!
Yup. At least Jimmeh has been doing something useful, building houses. This is astonishing.
A blatant rip-off of a Robert Frost poem…
The post racial, religion of peace president with the transvestite wife.
And I better not judge the n-word cause I am not qualified.
They are both Creatures from the Barack Lagoon.
We’re the niggas in Paris?
If the ball is so damn hard (I assume croquet, golf, maybe a ball bearing) that motherfuckers wanna fine you, then maybe play with a softer ball such as soccer or volley.. Maybe a plush ball in a cry closet.
That’s what I would do, #1 to keep motherfuckers away from me and #2 to keep motherfuckers from fining me.
Those Obama’s……all four nuts swinging to the tribal rhythms. Was this a ritual dance asking the gods to grant them a successful hunt?
Is it me or does mouse dick dance like he is half a white man…
Stay away from rap/hiphop.It is
evil.
Shelly Antoinette has been following the racist former drug dealer and his wife all over like a groupie.
She said she hoped her girls would look at Beyonce as a roll model. Ugh. If they were white they’d be trailer trash.
“Acting like lowlifes?” “ACTING LIKE LOWLIFES?”
If it walks like a duck, looks like a duck, and quacks like a duck….
Just sayin’.
And to think there are people out there who claim Obama still owns the party. Well, he and Mooch certainly owned that party. I imagine congressional democrats are pleased with this whole scene.
What an ungracious and crude pair of half-wits.
Niggas in Paris, Niggas in the White House
Add that to your audio cassette collection from Barack Ocommie’s greatest hits.
Niggas gotta be niggas. How embarrassing this must be for blacks like Thomas Sowell and Walter E Williams and the many others who fought their way out of poverty and the real racism of the 40’S and 50’S, only to see the first (and the worst) black President acting like a ghetto rat.
Wanna bet their kids won’t even listen to this crap?
(Probably listen to worse crap).
This was Brack’s favorite song when he was presidents. It’s by The Pharcyde.
Um um well excuse me
Um um well excuse me
Um um well excuse me
Um um well excuse me
Um um well excuse me
Um um
Who is the nigga in charge over here? Who is the nigga in charge?
Who is the nigga in charge over here? Who is the nigga in charge?
Who is the nigga in charge over here? Who is the nigga in charge?
Who is the nigga in charge over here? Who is the nigga in charge?
Well I am the nigga in charge over here
Sack the quarterback to make a cheerleader cheer
I fix my funk like Thelonious Monk
Stayin’ true to the game ’cause I ain’t no punk
Never been a bitch so I don’t act bitchy
Smooth on the vinyl like Lionel Richie
And for creeps that’s asleep you better ring the alarm clock
Don’t dig what I’m kicking? You can suck on a warm cock
Originate trends, My rhymes they get paid
So making ends and beginnings
See, I’m never afraid
Of a pancake MC ’cause I’m flip when I sways this
Housin’ motherfuckers like a real estate agent
Douse you with my lyrical liquid for this hip-hop era
So I suggest you fetch an umbrella for my reign of terror
‘Cause you can get your posse and your armored brigade because I am not afraid
Oh, ’cause I’m the type of nigga that you never forget (What?)
And I’m the type of nigga that can shake my shit (What?)
‘Cause I’m the type of nigga with nothin’ to hide
What’s your name?
Fat Lip from The Pharcyde and you know what’s up
Who is the nigga in charge over here? Who is the nigga in charge?
Who is the nigga in charge over here?
Well I’m dark like chocolate and flow like milk
Slicker than oil smooth like silk
Please give me some room because it’s me you’re gonna suffocate
The fly-ass brother is Imani the Great
You fuck with me I’ll be the nigga who be slanging them dogs on
Arms like sticks hands like bricks niggas be be droppin’ like logs
I used to be the nigga never down but doin’ dirt
Now I got your girl callin’ when she’s down with doin’ work
‘Cause I’m the type of nigga that’ll rock them drawers
Straight to a party, tuggin’ on my balls
I used to be the nigga that’d keep you happy
Go ask your moms ’cause I might the nigga you callin’ pappy
Who is the nigga in charge over here? Who is the nigga in charge?
Who is the nigga in charge over here? Who is the nigga in charge?
Who is the nigga in charge over here? Who is the nigga in charge?
Well I’m the nigga in charge-in
E.X. Large-in
Captain of a ship pretender no never no sergeant
See I’m the type of nigga to catch a bullet in my teeth
Then call you Saint Nick dick ’cause you’ll get hung like a wreath
Snap chin check is what I do to put your head out
Ja like a don’t de sneak detective roughly ‘fore they get out
I’m the type of nigga that’ll serve you on a platter
Like the piece of glass when I drop it you shatter
I’m the type of nigga that’ll kick yo ass (What?)
I’m the type of nigga that’s built to last (What?)
Yep the type the nigga that’ll say what’s up
To a brother but a devil would just get fucked up
And it’s like that, alright black?
I pick up the mic and strike at
Your ego ’cause motherfuckin’ negro is awesome
Beat junky is the cue Buckwheat’s my name and I’m a (Sucker)
So you better get off my dick
‘Cause if you ain’t a beat junky
Then you ain’t said shit
Who is the nigga in charge over here? Who is the nigga in charge?
Who is the nigga in charge over here? Who is the nigga in charge?
You better watch your hide
‘Cause this sound ain’t big enough for the two of us
It’s a must that I bust actually
See I’m the type of nigga that likes to breathe
And I’m the type of nigga that’ll roll my sleeves
Ah but if there’s a tussle I’m down to kick some butthole
Nigga crash nigga bash with very little muscle
Hustler in my heart so I’m a play the part
Of that type a nigga with the ice cold heart
Chilly Willy, don’t be silly
I’ll take ya Philly and I’ll bone her
Make her disown ya
Change her name to Mona
Put her on my throne oh yeah
See I’m the type of the nigga so you better beware
The nigga is on I’m putting it on like Al Capone I’m all that
The only difference between me and Alsy palsy is I’m black, jack
King me
No clownin’ ’cause I’m crownin’ like a Jew
And when I spit my shit it’s 190 proof
Who is the nigga in charge over here? Who is the nigga in charge?
Who is the nigga in charge over here? Who is the nigga in charge?
Well I shut them down like P.E
That’s what they try to be me
I only sat in Nike and I kick you in your pee-pee that’s me
I am the one that kicked your daddy in your nuts
That’s why your mental state was fucked before you hit your mama’s guts
‘Cause I’m the nigga and the boss
I flip it and I toss
This time there was a quarter only a dollar was what they cost
‘Cause niggas on my Snoopy like the bird Woodstock
Getcha hands off my dick because I hold this cock
It’s like a waitin’ in the distance
Resisted from persistence
I’m Dirty Harry and I take your mama just for instance
‘Cause I’m the type of nigga to make the fat lady sing
Hour after my flow she wasn’t shocked with my swing
But a little too much weight to be a new jack man
Got more rhythm in my toe than a whole blues band
‘Cause when I rock the people roll when I recite from my scroll
Play the beat nigga forever mind body and soul
Um um well excuse me
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They make all kinds of outrageous claims against Trump and at the same time swoon and giggle with delight on just the mention of their aboriginal halfwit ex president. Making claims of his superior intelligence was the most gag inducing. He was smart in the same way the recently departed Koko was smart. Koko was taught sign language and could mimic it well. It’s the same way Obama was taught to recite proper english to the amused crowds.
@organgrinder, people in all 57 states would agree.
I used to LIKE soul music. Otis Redding must be spinning in his grave.
It’s OK to say nigga but not nigger.
Think logically
Must be a new dance craze “The Porno Monkey dance”. I’ll pass thank you.
Yeah, Q, the grand daughter tells me not to use a hard R!
Bouncey Legion – probably the same legion that Christ dumped on the pigs that ran off the cliff.
Such uplifting, soul stirring lyrics that want to make you weep and send shivers down your spine. Yeah right. Right out of the ghetto, where NOTHING is sacred especially life.
WTF did I just read?
Should I go to the video?
Why was 0bama doing the Queen Elizabeth wave?
Some dum-dum at the link said to leave them alone because 0bama’s off the clock. (not preezy no more). Only they ARE on the clock campaigning for Dem candidates and Big Mike is getting paid running around talking about how oppressed women are and men are terrible, blah blah blah. And then they both get in a glass box and dance to THAT. Pfft. I mean, aren’t they a little old for this?
@ Chalupa- Do you know chapter and verse for that? I must’ve missed that Sunday.
Shtraight outta Kenya.
“They’re a very musical people aren’t they?”
Ralph Belamy in Trading Places
Ghetto trash, pure and simple.
I will bet José Ferrer in Cyrano de Bergerac up against any 800 hip hop movies.
Zonga & José for the win
“It’s OK to say nigga but not nigger.”
Try saying you didn’t call someone a motherfucker, you called them a muthafucka. See if that works.
@Boobie the late Rocket Dog. Hope Chalupa doesn’t mind me answering your question. The event is recorded in Mark 5:1-20.
I learned about this in Sunday school as a kid.
Inchoherant gorilla grunting.
BFH – or tell them you only called them a cracka and not a cracker.
Boobie, Also Luke 8: 26-39, Matthew 8: 29-34.
BFH SAID:(“It’s OK to say nigga but not nigger.”) Try saying you didn’t call someone a motherfucker, you called them a muthafucka. See if that works.”
You’re thinking logically, BINGA! I mean BINGO.
Btw, April Ryan, Politifact said the show was NOT “amazing”!
There isn’t one, not even a smidgen, of puss… I mean… the p-word.
What IS WRONG with all you MISOGYNISTS!?