D Og

(Beatboxing) Yeah Yeah Uh Can I get a witness huh, watch the history Make sure that they publish this I had a million highways for me to run thru it Shaq like Buick I know I can't fit in So I flew to Paris for a couple days With my dogs eating crepes Ain't doing nothing crazy Got some weed from some chick up in Spain She was mad fine but that's a story for another day Do-Don't call me Mr. International Didn't f*ck abroad but the woman there are beautiful Glad that I got my passport Now I got cuties waiting out for me in Europe Talking foreign Catch me flying overseas back to Barcelona Where the honeys skin be glowing orange (Yum) With they hair in a bun And they ass on my lap And some drinks in they hand Vibes are back Vibes are back Yeah This is paradise This is paradise (And its really nice) This is paradise This is paradise The more the days go The more I feel alive See the way that shit goes I choose to be the light Even in dark times Even on cloud nine All this patience and work Got to thank God He was always there on my line like (Ring scratch) Yeah