Rare - 12 AM In Paradise lyrics

$cott $immons: (Intro) We've been talking for quite a while yeah Talking 'bout how our lives must be yeah We talking 'bout how we f**ing on that molly And I'm feeling sorry for not being there with you With you With you For not being there with you With you With you For not being there with you With you With you With you With you (Verse 1) And we driving in the midnight city Pop some pills for we are in love And I'm s**ing on those titties Rob the corner store for 350 Told you Ima stay around longer than 3005 Never told her that I want a ride or die You just f**ing with me for my reality Cause to me what I make is the only thing that matters to me Yeah, it's the only thing that matters to me (Hook) We just doing some midnight drive We rolling 'round Falling in love And getting so high yeah We just doing some midnight drive And we rolling 'round Falling in love And getting so high yeah So high yeah So So So high yeah We just doing some midnight drive And we just rolling 'round Falling in love And getting so high yeah (Verse 2) Yeah Maserati with the top down Film the p**no we just doing now Jugg in the thrift Fur coats for the summer Know we just getting real better Oh yeah 12 AM in paradise Know we doing alright kept my love life under the radar Smoking on her love Just to get so far It's 12 AM in paradise yeah Whippin' in the impala yeah I got my money now Just to go even farther Yeah go even farther Take her to Guam Take her to Paris Take her to Stockholm outta Atlanta Outta Atlanta Take her to Guam yeah Take her to Paris yeah (Hook)