Caesar - 7 AM in Paris lyrics

[Verse 1] Who's that with the white chick Looking at his cards like psychic? Damn, I'm so gorgeous Caesar the meanest, but I'm still the nicest k** 'em for moderate prices Watch these n***as get sad, fold Heartbeat faster than droptop Lambos Looking like a heartthrob Matter fact, a dream boat She says I'm an a**hole What the f** you mean though? You just mad that I'm cutthroat, no joke Wanna cut corners, you still in a box though I'mma keep it hot like some socks on a jock They all don't mind 'cuz they know I'm about to blow White girls in the 90210 We k** like that's all we f**ing know Baby girl, don't you know you're beautiful? You watch and finger while I dress out on these hoes You smell like Paris on a Tuesday Squad going up in a few days Chilling in the free world, feeling like a new slave 2 Chains, whole team fire Sasuke [Verse 2] It's all a catastrophe Ass fat, but her face is a masterpiece Too bad she's in love with the hotel suite And the alcohol name in a language that she don't speak And I'm coming for the game but they don't peep I don't seek anything but the old me Now I feel like old Kobe when on A Why you n***as hate on me? Damn, why you n***as hate on me? Straight outta high school, Lebron Double Tron and Decepticon—trapped in a Ferrari And they still all wanna hate on me? While you n***as hate on me I'm in the booth while these young n***as yawnin' Dust 'til dawn, I gotta put on 'Cuz if I don't work, who else will they hate on? Yeah, no WiFi Because of the internet—I'm wide eyed High noon, high after midnight Slide in DMs, yeah, I just might Breakfast in bed just to prove I'm a good guy Then we can stir fry Do I really love you or don't I? I could see us being real through my third eye You hit me up on my blind side Now I'm walking around with some hard irons Heart broken apart like apartheid I party so hard so I don't cry I'm tweaking I think that I might call You up? We can chat like the old times But baby I'll stay on my grind 'Cuz I have to claim what is mine They all wanna hate I tell 'em that's fine Even that if you finish, Taylor in '09 I'm coming for pounds and I'm hunting them down Give 'em black eye Aye Captain Brother brought a gun and keep asking I wanna fall in love with a bad b**h Who makes me laugh and mad blunt with a pa**ion