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rx papi - boosieboo كلمات الأغنية

[intro: rx papi]
they see me on the street, they don’t know where to look
lookin’ at my neck, my wrist, my pocket
they don’t know

[verse: rx papi]
speedbump curt, i got a bankroll
i walk in the bank when the bank closed
cook a thirty_one with a blindfold
crack a dutch with my eyes closed
pull up, meet me at the corner store
twenty thousand stuffed in my girbauds
speedbump curt, yeah, there he go
i’m in this b_tch eating blue doritos, yeah, that’s me
scratch off in that coupe, doing high speeds
sip the wock’, we get high as jesus
my neck, wrist and ears and my fingers freezing
he say he sell dope, but i don’t believe him
i drive this four_oh like it’s a demon
curt mcgirt, hop out, the whip the cleanest
i can tell by my auntie’s face, she really need it
neighbors used to call me a lil’ dirty heathen
i’m in the trap counting up for five hours a day
three more to go, couldn’t even shower today
lil’ cuz called me, said he got a play
n_ggas from out of town want a half a brick of yay’
i’m ice cube in the pot, n_gga, yeah, yeah
compress that b_tch, wrap it with duct tape
i wish i’d be able to see that n_gga’s face
when he tryna chop drywall on the plate
they like, “godd_mn, curt, you did it again”
came through in an audi, sh_tted again
saw him and his friends, shot at him and his friends
bent the block and hit it again
i drink wockeisha, not juice and gin
5.56 hittin’ your chin
jet li glock, this b_tch got kick
that ho ain’t duck, that b_tch got hit
jump out broad day, we don’t miss
i throw a bullet better than michael vick
i’m riding for my dog like michael vick
go to jail ’bout my dog like michael vick
i scramble in the pocket like michael vick
could run fast as sh_t like michael vick
my arm strong as f_ck like michael vick
i look in the mirror and say, “curt, you the sh_t”
two big speedbumps by my d_ck
i woke up like, “what i’m ’bout to buy my b_tch?”
i ain’t finna buy her no prada sh_t
even though i be proud of a lot of sh_t
she be getting in her feelings when i’m popping sh_t
walk in givenchy, just buying sh_t
when i’m in the trap, i feel like demetrius
gl!ck on my hip all day and i sleep with it
i watch how i move, i’m always discrete with it
if you owe me money, you’re better off keeping it
your mama gon’ need it to bury you with
shooting up whatever cemetery you’re in
we throwing bullets like hail marys and sh_t
hit your casket and whoever carrying the sh_t
everybody got a mask, jim carrey and sh_t
i shot his ass twice ‘fore they buried the n_gga
i think i’m boosie boo with all hundreds
pop my sh_t, told the cameraman keep it running
if you find a fifty in these hundreds
i’ll give five thousand to a junkie

[outro: boosie badazz]
now we still getting money, n_gga
but this time, if you find a fifty in here, i’m p_ssy
check this out, n_gga
this time, this… this pocket change to me, n_gga
you better ask them ’bout it
we gon’ fl!ck ’em, we gon’ fl!ck ’em ’til they stop, so hold the camera
we gon’ fl!ck them motherf_ckers ’til they stop, hold on
we getting money, i hope you got five minutes on that camera, thug
’cause we getting money
you best believe that we getting money, n_gga
you best believe that
you better tell ’em, mama
mama, you better tell ’em how i’m rockin’, mom
mama, you better tell ’em how i’m rockin’
if you find a fifty in here, i’m p_ssy
if you find a fifty in this motherf_cker, i’m p_ssy
i wipe my ass with this, n_gga
my f_cking hand getting tired, man, sh_t
this my mansions at night, i be swimming in a pool of hundreds, n_gga
hahaha
we swimming in a pool of hundreds, n_gga, this sh_t…
get in there
i got my jacob on
we paid twenty g’s for it
i got the jacob on
got the necklace on, the boosie badazz necklace
you know, i be swimming in a pool of hundreds
where my lil’ n_gga at? (he right here)
hold on, we gotta wait for tootie, tootie badazz (tootie, come here)
boy, tootie, they got two of me

- rx papi

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