Price to Paris (555)
Girl it's 555
I ain't worried bout the price
We could go away tonight
I'll hold ya hand if ya scared on the flight
'Fraid of heights
Shawty knows I been workin' overtime
On the grind
I wont ever stop
Keep that money on my mind
Yeah, it's 555
To the city of lights
Feel the love in the air
You could cut it with a knife
If you wanna cut ties
Baby I wont be surprised
'Cause I did you dirty
And I can see the pain in your eyes
That's my bad
Made a few mistakes
Now I'm on another path
Steppin' on the gas
In the Bentley
I don't tread gently
Made alotta mula
So my wrist ain't lookin empty
Lemme know if you can go ASAP
I'll pull up, hop out the whip
And help you pack all your bags
Bitches mad
When I act
Like I don't got the cash
But it's five hundred fifty five
Only for my ride or die
Girl it's 555
I ain't worried bout the price
We could go away tonight
I'll hold ya hand if ya scared on the flight
'Fraid of heights
Shawty knows I been workin' overtime
On the grind
I wont ever stop
Keep that money on my mind
Yeah, it's 555
To the city of lights
Feel the love in the air
You could cut it with a knife
If you wanna cut ties
Baby I wont be surprised
'Cause I did you dirty
And I can see the pain in your eyes
I can see the pain in your eyes
Every time you smile
Knew I wasn't coming back
For a while
Oh, yeah yeah yeah
I ain't worried bout the price
We could go away tonight
I'll hold ya hand if ya scared on the flight
'Fraid of heights
Shawty knows I been workin' overtime
On the grind
I wont ever stop
Keep that money on my mind
Yeah, it's 555
To the city of lights
Feel the love in the air
You could cut it with a knife
If you wanna cut ties
Baby I wont be surprised
'Cause I did you dirty
And I can see the pain in your eyes
That's my bad
Made a few mistakes
Now I'm on another path
Steppin' on the gas
In the Bentley
I don't tread gently
Made alotta mula
So my wrist ain't lookin empty
Lemme know if you can go ASAP
I'll pull up, hop out the whip
And help you pack all your bags
Bitches mad
When I act
Like I don't got the cash
But it's five hundred fifty five
Only for my ride or die
Girl it's 555
I ain't worried bout the price
We could go away tonight
I'll hold ya hand if ya scared on the flight
'Fraid of heights
Shawty knows I been workin' overtime
On the grind
I wont ever stop
Keep that money on my mind
Yeah, it's 555
To the city of lights
Feel the love in the air
You could cut it with a knife
If you wanna cut ties
Baby I wont be surprised
'Cause I did you dirty
And I can see the pain in your eyes
I can see the pain in your eyes
Every time you smile
Knew I wasn't coming back
For a while
Oh, yeah yeah yeah
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Writer(s): Andrew Lounsbury
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