Kevin James - 1991 lyrics

[Intro] Excusez-moi, est-ce que vous savez où est un bon restaurant Parisienne? [Verse 1] Oh, là là là Flirting with a cool French dude named Antoine Wanna taste the pastry chocolate croissant Ce soir with the b**h, Café au Lait Voulez-vous n***a mad Francois Who are you n***a, hahaha Miss one, miss young, miss cutie pie Young Nubi, young coochy tight Young juicy, young Uzi-might Rata-tat-tat-tat Nick-nack pitty-pat-pat-pat Silly cat, you don't have that scratch? How you do that, do that, do that that that 1-9-9-1 my time has come Oh nah nah Ma Your time is done Pre-Madonna Mama, like a virgin Private jets, my flights, no fly Virgin I sell, you buy, that's my version Mommy tie these rhymes it's my verses Oh me, oh my Illumina princess Pyramid, one eye, on my a**ets Here it is, multi, peep my progress Peep my progress, here it is multi, peep my progress Peep my progress, here it is multi He took her to the Louvre in Paris He want a chance with a youngin Wanna ruin her weave He wanna... wanna Juniper Breeze I get the grands and the hundreds And the shoe with the bleed I fit the grands and the hundreds In the Lou to the V High cla**, no school, the tuition is free Lil Bam(bi) no fool Intuition is G Gimme the gem or the j**els I'll commission a fee I make hits motherf**er Never do it for free, ha Young tender from the NYC No contender none in my league Young k**-em-in-the-denims Young venom on the M-I-C Young villain been developing the heat that stick Elite rap b**h I cut and send that beat back quick Tip-tip and all his n***as, s** a d-i-dick Cause you gonna be a b**h n***a I'mma be that b**h, what Just believe that sh** You gonna be a b**h n***a I'mma be that b**h Believe that sh** Believe that sh** n***a I'mma be that b**h [Verse 2] Come around, come around Let the little Bambi run it down, run it down Went from sippin' Bailey's Sipping champys on the isles Nineteen number naughty baby Press it on your dial Sex kitten honeys No cougars in the house I'mma hush the rumors and the doubt Came in the game with a beat and a bounce Never for the fame, my feet on the ground Cloud number nine, headed to the stars Maybe I ride with my mic in my bra Maybe I recite in the raw the appetite for life and the hunger for the more The island of Manhattan I was Born in New York, city never slumbers I would always dream but never sleep to the hundreds Cocoa want the cream in abundance Million dollar baby you can get it if you want it, what [Refrain x2] NY rose me, most high chose me Let me know what I can can can can do for you If you don't speak, boy you know you won't see none Let me know what a man man man man man you are