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overly - rx papi كلمات أغنية

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[intro]
aye turn me up jp
huh, uh
uh, uh

[verse]
drive the car ain’t got no brake i’m in louie with thirty thousand
got some fine sh_t out of dallas, i’m with rollers and the hoodsters
i’m on harbors no sativas, i’m in the trenches with honorable members
my grandma said “i’m a baby” my mama know i’m a k!ller
they say “i look like melinda”, turn a fate when i feel suspicious
little bro when that “brr” he brr, he jump out the bushes and finish him
my car cost sixty thousand i’m popping my sh_t forever
i’m superly overly, overly i’m him ain’t no n_gga over me
make a bad b_tch cook me food got a trench b_tch boosting me a tech
got a bougie b_tch with good credit finna make the hoe give me a vet
i sold more dope than my daddy i know i make my brother proud
in 33 rochina paid me ask that b_tch “how she like me now”
lil’ b_tch say “close your mouth” i got a thirty thousand dollar smile
your bd asked me to “front him a pound” broke ass b_tch he ain’t in my caliber
we’ll pull up 392 challenger you ain’t got all the money then b_tch i’ll get b_tch with you
i’m in haimov with life savings i pour a cup she say “goodness gracious”
i put a big drank in my 2 liter pull up fine sh_t in a 2 seater
they can’t stop me what they gon’ with me?
broke that b_tch back wish it was two of me so much louie they gon’ call me “louie p”
walk in amiri sent twenty on the newest jeans
baby mama call like “do you got something for me”
broke ass b_tch if you don’t get the f_ck from me
show [?] and spend it on baby z t__th hear the “bling bow” b_tch these hd
broke ass n_gga ain’t sh_t you can tell me get hit with this sh_t n0body coming to help you
we ain’t doing leg shots when we swing that metal real made men i’m a h_ll of a n_gga
n_gga i’m a war lord i’m a vet i drop that bag he marked for death
little cuz’ say “one day i gotta stop swinging it” them n_ggas play on bk i’m bringing it
bro get to walking sh_t down with that ten bro died early so i brought him a benz
n_ggas can’t say i ain’t for the men i don’t play board day i’ll aim for chin
i don’t give two f_ck about your kid once you in this sh_t you in it
you shouldn’t did that sh_t you did i don’t need no help on no bid
rolling 60’s jack my sh_t you don’t like it suck my d_ck
i took an n_gga advance and spend that sh_t in the trenches with all my n_ggas
i brought amiri for every n_gga around me i got bundles for all the b_tches
walked out of prison eighty thousand they keep screaming “papi wildin’”
ain’t got no license but i’m driving you’ll be a fool to get behind me
fine sh_t get wet whenever i’m smiling b_tch tryna rip me out my boxers
i wake up reach for the syrup she wake up get on my nerves
papi really from the curve made a k!lling in the birds that little bitty bitty, b_tch a bird
made a fifty off a syrup that little thick b_tch got some curve
sipping thick sh_t made me swerve jump out that demon what’s the word?
brought bro home from first to third i’m tryna take us to the finals
tryna leave this b_tch with a dub that n_gga tryna fight with brody his dumbass might not leave the club
two ten mills in that book bag all face shots his sh_t look bad
my mama say “i’m like my dad” if you play once i’m on your ass
known for giving sh_t the belt caught him hit him on his steph
his mama heard him get shot to death we boxed him in we left a mess
his sister hit me with a text also told the b_tch “you next”
they say my n_ggas get messy we give out sparrow trips and stretchers
if you can come and catch us bro gon’ jam out whatever
i get the pan, get the grams, then get my man right together
i had my hand out never put that wham! on whoever he heard that “blam” sh_t get [?]
b_tch i’m a man nothing less than my mama told me that “i’m special”
[?] tell me i’m “the future” i’ll blow all this sh_t right now if that n_gga okay then ima’ shoot him
little cuz’ say i’m his “influence” he said “he watch what i be doing”
stick my wrist in the bowl and move it i beat that b_tch left right i’m grooving
selling dope since i was a baby on the corner where they raised me
my mama cried when i turned eighteen they thought i died before i was eighteen
i was frying sh_t at sixteen money came when i was seventeen
by the time i turned nineteen it was no n_gga ahead of me
run my block like i’m gotti he got shot cause he tried me
they know me as little “yr”
nowadays they call me “papi”
fine sh_t say “i’m c_cky”
shut the f_ck up b_tch and top me if you need it b_tch i got it
it get convenient for the shoppers b_tch i grew up with the mobsters, the k!llers and, the robbers
whole bunch of rule boys we some mother f_cking shootas

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