Tag: Paris

[Chorus: Justin Bieber]
When I look at you, yeah, I see forever
Yeah, I made mistakes, baby, I ain’t know no better
And when we fell in love, you made me feel special
I want you right here in my arms forever, oh-oh-oh

[Verse 1: Justin Bieber]
I can see us vibin’ for the rest of our days (Uh-huh)
Jumpin’ over hurdles that try to get in our way (We do)
And they can say what they wanna say
Baby, we can go all the way
Just take my hand and follow me, yeah
I want you and only you, yes, I do
I wanna kick it like kung fu, wanna see what the drums do (Dun-dun-dun-dun-dun, dun)
And you know I could tell no lies and that’s on God
‘Cause you’re the one that I run to
Mic chеck, one-two, one-two
No one compеtes, you’re all I need
Big flash, say, “Cheese”
Vacay in Paris
You’re my baby boo like a ghost
When the tide rides, we gon’ flow
Yeah, they try to stop us like no, like no, oh, no

[Chorus: Justin Bieber]
When I look at you, yeah, I see forever
Yeah, I made mistakes, baby, I ain’t know no better
And when we fell in love, you made me feel special
I want you right here in my arms forever, oh-oh-oh

[Interlude: DaBaby & Justin Bieber]
Right here, right here (Oh-oh-oh)
Right here, let’s go

[Verse 2: DaBaby]
I want her right here in my arms
She really like me ’cause my charm
She like, “I didn’t know you sing like that,” I don’t
I’m just givin’ out flavor, let’s order a charter (Let’s order a jet)
Won’t go to the airport, let’s fly to Jamaica (Yoom)
I know that your friends wanna come with you, you can take ’em (Come on)
‘Cause I’m not a bad sport (Let’s go), you gon’ need a passport
Me and you are a team
I’ll be your bestie
Just promise you gon’ love me and protect me
And I know you got everybody on your neck
And you curved ’em all to the left, everybody, except me

[Chorus: Justin Bieber & DaBaby]
When I look at you, yeah, I see forever (Yeah, when I look at you)
Yeah, I made mistakes, baby, I ain’t know no better (Know, oh-oh-oh-oh)
And when we fell in love, you made me feel special
I want you right here in my arms forever, oh-oh-oh

[Outro: DaBaby]
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh (Ha)

Look around, around the stage just to say that you couldn't and
You touch down you hit the ground just the way that you shouldn't and
Would you see or would you say you came around that Saturday
Round the way just to say, just to say that you couldn't

And it's so good to be here in Paris
So good to see you here in
And it's so good to be here in Paris
So good to see you here in

When it all goes down you'll be able to say
Maybe you'll say you weren't lookin' when
It came down, it hit the ground
Didn't you hear, you weren't listenin'
Could you see, could you say
Really didn't hear what I was tryin' to say

Tryin' to say, tryin' to say, tryin' to say, but I couldn't

And it's so good to be here in Paris
So good to see you here in
And its so good to be here in Paris
So good to see you here in

We'll make the math work when its done
Last time we knew but what about
What about the last time
This is the, this is the last time (last time)
What about the last time we tried
Last time we knew, but what about
What about the last time, this is the, this, this is the last time
And it's so good to be here in Paris
So good to see you here in
And it's so good to be here in Paris
So good to see you here in

I’ma pull up in a minute
It’s gon’ be gone in a minute

[Hook:]
Why is you with him he regular
This shit I’m hittin’ ain’t regular
Black on my shoes I’m a predator
I swear [?]
f*ck up a check with [?]
Nothing I’m doing is average
She said her nigga just average
That nigga should be embarrassed

f*ck is you doing you slackin’
I’m counting money relaxin’
I’m in the trap on the daily
Used to be broke but I did a 180
I’m with a bitch getting faded
Most of these niggas be hatin’
He tryna [?]
That money drivin’ me crazy

These niggas should be embarrassed
This shit I’m rocking from Paris
MY wrist is flooded with carrots
That shit be heavily glarin’

[Hook]

I’ma re up in a minute
I’ll have some more in a minute
I blow the check and replenish
All of my niggas about action
Trappin’ in designer fashion
She said her nigga just average
I said that shit is apparent
I just can’t settle for average
I know that these niggas be sour
They know the world is ours
I get it done in an hour
We got the money and power

[Hook]

J’aime flâner sur les grands boulevards
Y a tant de choses, tant de choses
Tant de choses à voir
On n’a qu’à choisir au hasard
On s’fait des ampoules
A zigzaguer parmi la foule
J’aime les baraques et les bazars
Les étalages, les loteries
Et les camelots bavards
Qui vous débitent leurs bobards
Ça fait passer l’temps
Et l’on oublie son cafard

Je ne suis pas riche à million
Je suis tourneur chez Citroën
J’peux pas me payer des distractions
Tous les jours de la semaine
Aussi moi, j’ai mes petites manies
Qui me font plaisir et ne coûtent rien
Ainsi, dès le travail fini
Je file entre la porte Saint-Denis
Et le boulevard des Italiens

J’aime flâner sur les grands boulevards
Y a tant de choses, tant de choses

Tant de choses à voir
On y voit des grands jours d’espoir
Des jours de colère
Qui font sortir le populaire
Là vibre le cœur de Paris
Toujours ardent, parfois frondeur
Avec ses chants, ses cris
Et de jolis moments d’histoire
Sont écrits partout le long
De nos grands boulevards

J’aime flâner sur les grands boulevards
Les soirs d’été quand tout le monde
Aime bien se coucher tard
On a des chances d’apercevoir
Deux yeux angéliques
Que l’ont suit jusqu’à République
Puis je retrouve mon petit hôtel
Ma chambre où la fenêtre donne
Sur un coin de ciel
D’où me parviennent comme un appel
Toutes les rumeurs, toutes les lueurs
Du monde enchanteur
Des grands boulevards

Muita gente implica com meu pixaim
Mas o que me implica é que o cabelo é bom
E quando isso me irrita vai ter briga sim
Porque não aceito discriminação
E quando vou a praia alguém sempre diz prá mim
Teu cabelo é duro, entra água não
Se é impermeável isso é problema meu
Na verdade o que é duro é o seu coração

Alisa ele não
É o que minha nêga sempre diz prá mim
Alisa ele não
Você é meu nêgo do cabelo bom
Alisa ele não
É você quem dita a moda em Paris
Não sou vasilina
Não vacile não
Não sou vasilina
Não vacile não

People in the French capital are interrupted by a loud bang as a plane travels at supersonic speed.

After the birdsong and the silence, the sound of engines and sirens seems all the more invasive.

[Verse 1]
Did he tell you you’re the only one? (oh-oh)
Did you introduce him to your mum?
I bet “Boys of Summer” is your favourite song (oh-oh, oh-oh)
Yeah, me too
Did you lap up all the clichéd lies?
A book of poems on the northern lights (oh)
Did you wonder where he went some nights? (oh-oh, oh-oh)
Yeah, me too

[Pre-Chorus]
I know it’s out of the blue
But I’ve got something to tell you

[Chorus]
My boyfriend is your boyfriend
At the same time, at the same time
He fooled me and he fooled you
With the same lies, at the same time
Let’s make a pact that we never go back
He don’t deserve me or you
‘Cause my boyfriend is your boyfriend too

[Verse 2]
It’s kind of funny when you think of it
There must have been some times we almost met, I know
Jumpin’ in and out of the same bed (oh-oh, oh-oh)
Yeah, me too
Same sleezy weekend in the same coat, now
Locked our love on the Paris bridge aswell
Said he loved me from the day we met (oh-oh, oh-oh)
Yeah, you too

[Pre-Chorus]
I know it’s hard to believe
I’ve been thinking the same thing

[Chorus]
My boyfriend is your boyfriend
At the same time, at the same time
He fooled me and he fooled you
With the same lies, at the same time
Let’s make a pact that we never go back
He don’t deserve me or you
‘Cause my boyfriend is your boyfriend too

[Bridge]
I know how you feel
I feel so stupid that I couldn’t see
I never thought that this would happen to me

[Chorus]
My boyfriend is your boyfriend
At the same time, at the same time
He fooled me and he fooled you
With the same lies, at the same time
Let’s make a pact that we never go back
He don’t deserve me or you
‘Cause my boyfriend is your boyfriend too