Paris Texas – Dr. Aco’s Miracle Bullets Lyrics

Niggas thought I was Jean
They thought I was Keem, the fuck do you mean? Uh
Niggas can’t tell if it’s rock
Can’t tell if it’s rap, I walk in between, uh
Fuck who you think did it first
I’m doin’ it right, I’m living a dream, uh
Bitch, get off of my phone
I’m busy at work, I’m making a scene, uh
Ditch-Maid, Ditch-Maid, Ditch-Maid
Put ’em on a shirt, then I switch lanes, uh
Came from the dirt, I ain’t bitch-made, uh
Knocked up youra socks then your socks off, uh
Pull-up, hop out, prrt-ah, uh-huh
Bitch headbanging in my lap, uh-huh
Heard “HEAVY METAL,” got her rocks off, uh
Watch me nut in her yap, uh-huh

Woah, bitch, I’m geeked (Yeah)
Woah, bitch, I’m geeked (Yeah)
Woah, bitch, I’m geeked (Yeah)
Yeah, bitch, I’m geeked
Woah, bitch, I’m geeked (Woah)
Woah, bitch, I’m geeked (Woah)
Yeah, woah, bitch, I’m geeked
Yeah, woah, bitch, I’m geeked (Yeah)

Yeah, huh, yeah, huh, yeah, huh
Yeah, huh, yeah, huh, yeah, huh, yeah, huh
Yeah, huh, yeah, huh, yeah, huh, yeah, huh
Yeah, huh, yeah, huh, yeah, huh, yeah, huh

Mhm, yeah
You say you hmm-hmm, yeah
You say you’re talented, we are not buyin’ it
You should stop sellin’ it, she say she’s celibate
See me then salivate, now she wanna try the dick
Tuh, it’s all in her stares
Huh, yeah, she climbin’ up where?
Huh, yeah, the top of my zipper
Huh, yeah, moment of despair
I have no hope for y’all careers
Huh, wait, you bought a Moncler?
Tuh, you not even freezin’, freezin’
Huh, hey, please check the cabinet
Know that I’m cookin’ up, know this our season, season, hey
Fuck is humanity? None of y’all come close
To knowing my species, species, huh
Fuck is you talkin’ bout? Still walk around this bitch
Like I’m the feces, feces, huh?
I’ll admit
If this is your pipe dream, you should quit
‘Cause I got that pipe bomb in your bitch
And I cut the lights on when I switch
He wanna war me, get equipped
I get the bags now, what a trip
I get the bags now, and take a trip
Blind to that bullshit, Oedipus
I took his fans now, and he pissed
I took her sight seeing, then I ditched
She wanna get fly with me, but she clipped
She can’t even ride with me, in this whip
Chicken heads, ain’t allowed unless it’s coupe
That’s only halfway of the truth
Think I’m a beast now, take a look down
See my hands bound, let me loose
They try to fit in and get stuck
You stayed the same? Damn, that’s what’s up
I’ma get neutered always fuckin’ on mutts
Fuckin’ on sluts, doing too much
When I get up, I’ma get stuck
We don’t make pop, we make it puss
We been the best, end of discussion
You niggas suck, get out my way
When I get buck, dodgin’ the snakes
Venomous fucks, you got a chain
We make it rust, we make it rust
Keep that shit tucked, talk on my name
You gon’ get rushed, you gon’ get rushed
You gon’ get rushed, you gon’ get rushed

Ah, there she is, beautiful, bodacious
The curvature of her body titulates me
I paid the subscription fee only to find there was no nudity
A disappointment, indeed