Rehab (Winter In Paris)
I got too many hoes
But they ain't you
You like to put that shit in your nose
But I still love you
Be doing shit that nobody knows
In the streets, they be thinking you a lady
But at home (you a motherfucking pornstar, I swear to God)
If you ain't nasty, don't at me (nasty)
I been working all day (all damn day)
I like to run the streets 'til it's dark out
And then come home and blow your back out
I hope that's okay
I can't leave you alone (not for no 24 hours)
(All damn day)
Lately I been thinking about us (about us, about us, about us)
You as real as they come
But you would rather be on them drugs (the drugs, the drugs, the drugs)
And I would rather hang with my thugs
Fucking with you been draining me out, you know that?
But you blow that well, where that throat at?
You better kiss it before I go (you a motherfucking porn star, I swear to God)
If you ain't nasty, don't at me (nasty)
I been working all day (all damn day)
I like to run the streets 'til it's dark out
Then come through and blow your back out
I hope that's okay
I can't leave you alone ('lone, 'lone)
(All damn day)
(All damn day)
(About us, about us, about us)
(All damn day)
(The drugs, the drugs, the drugs)
(All damn day)
But they ain't you
You like to put that shit in your nose
But I still love you
Be doing shit that nobody knows
In the streets, they be thinking you a lady
But at home (you a motherfucking pornstar, I swear to God)
If you ain't nasty, don't at me (nasty)
I been working all day (all damn day)
I like to run the streets 'til it's dark out
And then come home and blow your back out
I hope that's okay
I can't leave you alone (not for no 24 hours)
(All damn day)
Lately I been thinking about us (about us, about us, about us)
You as real as they come
But you would rather be on them drugs (the drugs, the drugs, the drugs)
And I would rather hang with my thugs
Fucking with you been draining me out, you know that?
But you blow that well, where that throat at?
You better kiss it before I go (you a motherfucking porn star, I swear to God)
If you ain't nasty, don't at me (nasty)
I been working all day (all damn day)
I like to run the streets 'til it's dark out
Then come through and blow your back out
I hope that's okay
I can't leave you alone ('lone, 'lone)
(All damn day)
(All damn day)
(About us, about us, about us)
(All damn day)
(The drugs, the drugs, the drugs)
(All damn day)
Credits
Writer(s): Steve Wyreman, Dion Wilson, Fabbien Kallet Nahounou, Christopher Brian Woods
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