Ni**as In Paris - Album Version (Edited)

We're gonna skate to one song and one song only
Ball so hard, mother— wanna fine me

So I ball so hard, m— wanna fine me
First — gotta find me
What's 50 grand to a m— like me? Can you please remind me?
Ball so hard, this — crazy
Y'all don't know that don't — faze me
The Nets could go 0 for 82 and I look at you like this — gravy

Ball so hard, — — weird, we ain't even 'posed to be here
Ball so hard, but since we here, it's only right that we be fair
Psycho, I'm liable to go Michael, take your pick
Jackson, Tyson, Jordan, Game 6

Ball so hard, got a broke clock, Rolleys that don't tick tock
Audemars that's losing time, hidden behind all these big rocks
Ba-Ball so hard, I'm shocked too, I'm supposed to be locked up too
You escaped what I escaped, you'd be in Paris getting Paris'd up too

Ball so hard, let's get faded, Le Meurice for like six days
Gold bottles, scold models, spillin' Ace on my sick J's
So ball so hard, —, behave, just might let you meet Ye
Chi-towns, D. Rose, I'm movin' the Nets, BK

Ball so hard, m— wanna fine me
That — cray
That — cray
That — cray
Ba-Ball so hard, m— wanna fine me
That — cray
That — cray
That — cray

She said, "Ye, can we get married at the mall?"
I said, "Look, you need to crawl 'fore you ball"
Come and meet me in the bathroom stall
And show me why you deserve to have it all

(Ball so hard) that — cray (that — cray), ain't it, Jay?
(Ba-Ball so hard) what she order? (What she order?) Fish filet
(Ball so hard) your whip so cold (whip so cold), this old thing
(Ball so hard) act like you'll never be around m— like this again

Bougie girl, grab my hand, — that —, she don't wanna dance
Excuse my French but I'm in France, haha, I'm just sayin'
Prince William's ain't do it right if you ask me
'Cause I was him, I would have married Kate & Ashley

What's Gucci, my —?
What's Louis, my killer?
What's drugs, my dealer?
What's that jacket, Margiela?
Doctors say I'm the illest 'cause I'm suffering from realness
Got my — in Paris and they going gorillas, huh!

I don't even know what that means
(No one knows what it means, but it's provocative)
No, it's not, it's gross (it gets the people going!)

Ball so hard, m— wanna fine me

Ba-Ball so hard, m— wanna fine me

You are now watching the throne
Don't let me get in my zone, don't let me get in my zone, don't let me get in my zone
These other — is lyin', actin' like the summer ain't mine
(I got that hot — in my home) you know how many hot — I own?

Don't let me get in my zone, don't let me get in my zone
Don't let me get in my zone, don't let me get in my zone
The stars is in the building, they hands is to the ceiling
I know I'm 'bout to kill it, how you know, I got that feeling
You are now watching the throne
Don't let me into my zone, don't let me into my zone, I'm definitely in my zone



Credits
Writer(s): Shawn Carter, Kanye West, Chauncey Hollis, Mike Dean, W.a. Donaldson
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