Weekend In Paris - Nino Paid

(Seji, this cold)

Ooh, I got time (Ah, ah-ah-ah)

Why ain't you mine? (Ah, ah-ah)

Why is it hard? (Hey Friz)

Why is it hard? (Ah, ah-ah)

Yeah

Yeah, I flew to your city, we had a good time, but I guess you ain't down for commitment

I'm guessin' it's hard to be loved, I guess it ain't easily written

You're making it hard for me, you're making it hard

You're making it it hard for me, yeah

Ooh, I got time in making you mine

Why is it harder for me?

Yeah, take a Perky pill every day, but that's not smart for me

Baby, baby, ask about your past, just tell me the truth 'cause I need honesty (You ready?)

Okay, thirty minutes to a hour, but you know I'm speedin', so I'ma be there in a minute (I'ma be there in a minute)

Mama had already told me 'bout fallin' love with the bitches I'm meeting at Lennox (Huh)

I let you do what you do, just long as you makin' it home and you're ready for dinner (Come on)

If nobody tell you they love you, I'll tell you I love you and I'll be the nigga who meant it (I'll tell you I love you)

Fuck your best friend like no idea

Yeah, I got the heater pool, this Adult Swim like Robot Chicken

I'm still tryna put you in Maybach, Mercedes

I'm a gangster in the street but with you, I'm a baby

I done spent ten bands buyin' Balenciaga like the Asics

You the one, baby, I'm the one like McGrady

Know your friend jealous, I don't know why they hate me, I'm a real one

Like baby, I'm tryna take your soul

Touchin' yourself to them videos we made a month ago

I'm a freak actin' out with the Rose

Late night ridin' with thirty-two shots and a switch (Grrt, bah)

Told a bitch I ain't drivin' no loads

Look at me, now you remember? I was down on my dick (Remember me now?)

Got a Van Cleef, take care of gold

I ain't one of them niggas to play with, we standin' on shit

Ooh, I got time in making you mine

Why is it harder for me? (Why it so hard?)

Yeah, take a Perky pill every day but that's not smart for me (Huh)

Baby, baby, ask about your past, just tell me the truth 'cause I need honesty (And I can't go back, nigga)

Yeah, I flew to your city, we had a good time, I guess you ain't down for commitment

I'm guessin' it's hard to be loved, I guess it ain't easily written

You're making it hard for me, you're making it hard

You're making it it hard for me, yeah

Ooh, I got time

(Seji, this cold)