Yeah, you gotta love Paris
Shorty fine, I see a future in her face
I said I'm at the Le Meurice
She looked at me and said, "After-party, your place"
Wow, now that's a five-star evening
Let's hit the suite for some five-star treatment
Lights off, music on, heavy breathing
Round three, man, I'm over achieving
Uh, and she loving the way I'm winning, hey
I'm caked up with more checks, I'm getting paid
I wake up, it's more sex and Minute Maid
That's the rockstar life, I live it, baby
Ain't no tellin' where I'ma go, man
Carefree livin', lovin' every moment
I leave the buildin', tip a hundred to my doorman
Now I'm in the Gull-wing, pedal to the floor, man, ugh

And if you're feelin' how I'm feelin', put your hand to the sky
'Cause we only gon' get this moment one chance in our lives
And we all wanna believe in a beautiful lie
A beautiful lie

Uh, listen, I'm on my J-O-B
Shorty eyeing me like a drug, man, she way OD
I ain't pay to get in this club, homie, they owe me
The presidential convoy, that's straight OG, yeah
Lights flash, the paparazzi know
They all in line for that Ryan Liberace show
I used to be the underdog, Ralph Macchio
Now you see me stuntin' in the club with a Versace ho, huh
And she gon' ride for me, do or die
And she be killin' these bitches, assisted suicide
That mean they killin' themselves when she slide through
I mean, look at her, you would want to die too
Uh, and you don't need no other reason
Than the way she be rockin' furs out of season
I leave the spot, tell valet give me my keys, man
My shorty hot, you should get you one of these, man
Yeah, uh

And if you're feelin' how I'm feelin', put your hand to the sky (ah, Les')
'Cause we only gon' get this moment one chance in our lives (and we all)
And we all wanna believe in a beautiful lie (we just need something to believe in)
A beautiful lie (yeah)