Sleaze (feat. Bols/Slob)

I'm in Paris, yeah Mugler
Wearing Jean Paul Gaultier
Bitches gassed, yea they need air
They can't hide their hungry stare
Turning heads, I own the streets
Bitches begging on their knees
Want a kiss? Say pretty please!
Sike... I don't fuck no sleaze

Say all I be thinking about is my visual
Claiming that I treat my hoes like residuals
You're right it's a ritual
Stupid does as I say – I'm the one, individual
More zeros than tens under your belt
Keep running your mouth, wasting your breath
I do as I please, I don't fuck no sleaze
Devoured your ass – a feast

I'm in Paris, yeah Mugler
Wearing Jean Paul Gaultier
Bitches gassed, yea they need air
They can't hide their hungry stare



Credits
Writer(s): Tereza Pištěláková
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