Paris Hilton Songtext

I grab my gun, I gotta hit my feet, yeah (Yeah)
Feel like Jason in the lake and summon a leech, yeah (Woah, hey)
I need at least fivе hundred for a feature (Slatt)
Two hundrеd, uh, fifty for my lil' reaper
I'ma give you what you wanna see, uh
I'm crazy, I'ma give you what you wanna see
Unwrap it, I don't want nobody to know it's me
In this fast whip, I'm goin' over speed
Yeah, smokin' OG, yeah, like a OG

Everybody knows me
It ain't slowing, yeah, it's not slowin'
Might be snowing, yeah, it might be snowin'
Might be snowin'

(Let's go)
Blatt, the knees, yeah (Woah)
Bees, yeah, uh-huh (Slatt)
If I'm a G, she want me, yeah (Woah, woah) I'ma see you after the show, meet and greets, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Put the film camera all up on a eater
Jeeper Creeper, this that time of season
Where Paris Hilton, where is my diva? Yeah
I'm in my shorts, goin' to the beach, yeah, uh
I'm listenin' to Dean Blunt, this shit get deep, yeah, uh

I'm listenin' to Dean Blunt, this shit get deep, yeah, uh
I'm listenin' to Dean Blunt, this shit get deep, yeah
Where Paris Hilton, where is my diva?
Where Paris Hilton, where is my diva?