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rx papi - ain’t got no more now i’m pissed كلمات أغنية

[intro]
n_gga
n_gga
it’s the dawg

[verse]
we just ran off took his bags ain’t got no more drink i’m p_ssed
down bad i’m worth my flock sh_t get harder i work my b_tch
n_gga if you don’t like then you ain’t got to get it
sliding hot everyday i’m riding with it
drop a n_gga on your head little bro coming to get it
ten mill every state every trip we blitzing [?]
n_gga somebody took it
blue benji in my pocket i’m rocking a crip one
blue got the rocket then he go to [?]
get shot in your noggin for my minding my business
we just ran off took his bags fine sh_t calling my ho p_ssed
told him “three thousand for a bag” but you can give me two hundred every zip
hundred gram loads in the trap on the counter i don’t need no money counter to count it
if he can’t move dope ion want him around me
bro locked down working shaking the county
i’m goin harder then ever i promise i’m in the paint doing numbers like annis
i don’t care who get it we coming to find it out a b_tch on him it’s easy to line him
we just ran out and took his bags auntie stressing me i need a loosie
you walk in the kitchen you know what i’m doing scr_ping and turning with all kind of movement
n_gga i get sh_t gone 1_800 truck load trap house jump still work two phones
papi the one who pull the rabbit out the hat
papi the one who severed the package out the cat
know drac on me sat it on my lap pap ain’t no dummy little n_gga i ain’t going for nun of that
micro drac make a n_gga hit jumping jacks
pap pour that sh_t and sit it like fat pack once you buy it yeen like it can’t bring it back
b_tton on the tint it sound like a many men me and bro pulled up dressed like the men in black
unc high and up listening to beanie man high clientele spin like the ceiling fan
b_tch buffed up like she from michigan brody walked down know he ain’t missing nun
[outro]
we just ran out and took his bags smoked my last little weed i’m p_ssed (how the f_ck n_gga done ran out of bags)
we just ran out and took his bags ain’t got no more drink i’m p_ssed (what the f_ck these hoe ass n_ggas)
we just ran out and took his bags fine sh_t calling my hoe p_ssed (man better get ya)
we just ran out and took his bags auntie stressing me i need a loosie (god d_mn)
we just ran out and took his bags smoked my last little weed i’m p_ssed (what the f_ck)

- rx papi

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