Papoose

Papoose - Bonnie N Clyde songtekst

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Here It Comes Yeah (That Bitch)

Here It Comes Yeah

Here It Comes Yeah (Rem)

Here It Comes Yeah (That Nigga)

Here It Comes Yeah (Pap)

Here It Comes Yeah (Okay)

Here It Comes Yeah (You Asked For It)





See I Be On Some Other Shit

Like Fuck Your Dead Motha Shit

Disrespect Ya Whole Character

Call You By Ur Government

I Dont Know What These Bitches Think You Ugly And Ya Pussy Stink

Ya Whole Flow Is Barrowed

Stole Everything But The Kitchen Sink

See You Just Mad Bitch

And You Suck Mad Dick

My Shit Is Fire I Does My Own Atlas

With No Practice

I Spits Backwords Backwords Spits

I Practice No Atlas

And Niggas Should Call You Friein Pan

Your Face Is Like A Friein Pan

And Niggas Throw There Meat In You

You Burn Em Like A Frien Pan

I Aint Liein Man

See I Dont Really Want It

I Got These Bitches Scared To Death

They Know The Album Commin



Yeap See Slate

This Is Why I Told You

I Can Not Do Mixedtapes

I Just Be Talkin Fuckin Reckless

Its Crazy





And I Aint Gotta Force It

My Shit Come Natrule

You Dont Want Me On Every Mixedtape

As If I Was Papoose

Exposin All Your Skeleton

Straight Gettin Atchu

Tellin Everybody Imma Fuck You Up

When I Catch You

No What Im Talkin Bout

Im What A Thug About

Tella Nigga Im Frontin So The Squad Can Slaught Him Out

My Brand New Whipps And Gutt Em Out

Then Come Back With Some Diffrent Shit

Lookin Like Its It But Just Pimp My Shit

Im That Bitch And Aint No Chick Seein Me

Yall Bitches Need To Step Ya Rap Game Up Imedetly

Im Talkin Like Fuckin Last Year Like Last Decade (Hahahahaha)



Yeah Graduated From Mixedtapes Now (Papoose)

Somethin Bout Remy Nigga (Remy Martin)

Got The Mixedtape Award And All That, Yo (Papoose)

Album Commin (Remy Martin)

Check Me Out (Papoose)





I Aint Recanize Remy When I Seen Her In The Night Club

We Got The Indusrty Addicted We Like Drugs

I Done Pop Chris Stall Dawn Pareone

Not A Drunk Alazate The Dawns Very Calm

The Wild Out The Drunk Henny Rum

Thats Why I Say

East Coast Pop A Bottle Wit Chall

Alotta Chicks Be Burnin Like Drinkin Some Vodka

Tryed To Tell Me She A Virgin Like Penacolada

Casket Creamed It Up Beam Away Shawn Dawnin

But None Of Dat Could Fuck With A Bottle Of Remmy Martin

Now I Done Smoke Purple Haze

Smoke Chocolats I Smoke Hydro

All Types Of Lalala Smoke Straights All Blazed Up

Puff Passed Do But None Of Dat Can Fuck With

A Pound Of Papoose

Niggas Wanna Clap Me Up Leave Me Holy

I Marajauana In The Flesh

Alotta Niggas Wanna Smoke Me

I Done Move Good Dope

Move Straight Coke

Shit So Pure Look Like It Came Off The Boat

I Done Move Hard Crack Its Alotta Dj's

But None Of Yall Could Fuck With A Kilo Of Kslay

My Work Would Drop Bomb He Rap From The Cops

He Drop My Whole Bomb Talkin Everysingle Rock

I Told Him No Everything Bout It

Cause My Single Was Hot

Flex Droppin More Bombs Then The Worker On The Block

Rapologie Surprime Folosophies The Thing

You Could Call Me Mr.Not So Remeadream

Remy Look Good In Person

Just Like She Do In The Magazines

So Ima Stay Close To Ms. Martin Like Dr. King

Never Used To Like Drop Tops

But He Think Flossin

So Im Bout To Have More Dropps Then Weak Fossets

He Dont Wanna Lean Back

Slay Hand Me The Tourists

Hit Him In The Back Of His Head

And Make Him Lean Forward











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