a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

rx papi - for da weekend, pt. 3 كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(sosa)
huh
(oh, 5.starchrome)
yeah, yeah
it’s the dawg

[verse]
in the dope game we gon’ have speed bumps but you don’t not f_ck who that re_up
if you stay down in this sh_t long enough n_gga one day you’ll be up
them n_ggas pop that sh_t from miles away it that when they see us
[?] b_tch came to my crib said she wanna decorate told the b_tch [?]
when i was broke i had a bright idea to rob every motha f_cker i was near
can’t show you now cause b_tch i don’t got no fear
he think he my man i’m playing him close he don’t got no idea
soon as he get his load i up my pole my hood know how i get
n_gga we bounce out 4_5 bl!cks we open the [?] a b_tch get hit
fore’ i thought about a dеal bust down my wrist that’s like my b_tch it’s thick as sh_t
[?] said “brody you giving them sh_t” n_gga play the with gang hе get hit in his sh_t
rap like he insane but he really a b_tch i talk like him i’m really that n_gga
n_gga said papi fell off b_tch where? fell off in your b_tch that sh_t hurt the ear
got big ass rocks this sh_t hurt my ear poured tris on the rocks like a iced cold beer
glock trunk sh_t chicago bear my chiraq b_tch be throwing up l’s
i’m high as sh_t but you can’t tell smell like that sh_t mixed with chanel
i’m not 4batz i ain’t going for nun of that of that i don’t got two hunnit for a b_tch nails
brody get locked up then he bail right out nun of my n_ggas gon sit in a jail
everyday a fit on i’m putting that sh_t on everybody scream “pap fresh as h_ll”
big bankroll i’m a known dope boy i told the dumb b_tch i don’t got no zell
b_tch i’m loaded on the highway all wall i’m sitting sideways
mami b_tch call me padre dark skin b_tch look like beyoncé
double cup_tris ion drink no f_ckin’ bombay not with that sh_t then get from around me
sh_t call [?] out the county might go [?] 9/11 combat 4”forty in my denims
i can’t stop em once they on you the only thing they know is get him
need my pills or i start sketching it’s me and fred we gettin’ twisted
why the f_ck you told them my business n_ggas know how freddy living
dumb b_tch said she tryna kick it i’m eating chicken counting chicken
b_tch asked me could we bump chicken not right now give me a minute
b_tch said fred you mean as f_ck b_tch sh_t up get the f_ck
spark a blunt and grab my cup belly freddy i’m the one
i’m in this b_tch gettin cooked when he seen me he was shook
he was scared i know the look you out numbered and alone
you a long way from home the red zone on your home
f_ck you n_ggas wanna do pop one get me in my mood
got city b_tch jamming screw i spend the green save the blues
papi fly parachute thirteenth hunnit pair of shoes
drench a b_tch in louie v like i’m tryna make the [?] news
off the drink i’m slow as karrahboo this one to the face i can’t share with you
brody glitching want me to share the boot what the f_ck is that? that’s terrible
ten mill hit him it was unbearable
duck him in the club duck him [?] this car big enough for two
b_tch i’m him who the f_ck is you?
[outro]
this car big enough for two
b_tch i’m him who the f_ck is you

- rx papi

كلمات أغنية عشوائية

كلمات الأغنية الشائعة حالياً