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papi's home - kenny muney lyrics

[chorus]
yeah, you don’t f*ck with me? that’s cool, my n*gga
ran up these motherf*ckin’ m’s by my lonely
but do me a favor, just please stop watchin’
get off my d*ck so your b*tch can hop on it
i’m in bottega tryna see if she want it
i’m in balenci’ tryna see if she want it
she do me right, so d*mn right, i’ma spoil her
and she got money, that sh*t right there a bonus

[interlude]
and my spanish b*tch call me papi
and i apologize to my sons, i ain’t had time for you hatin’ p*ssy ass n*ggas

[hook]
lately, i ain’t even had a watch on
boujee*ass b*tch want some top bone
i be on the way when the cops gone
they know who gon’ flood this b*tch when it’s dry
the trap missin’ me, n*gga pop’s home
jizzle came home, now my young n*gga got a lock on
that my chеat code, n*gga free ’em, he lockеd down
go to the stu’ in my drac’, that’s my guitar
try to pull up when i roll, i’ma rock out
pull up and pick up your b*tch with my jewels on
she give me brain, i ain’t never gotta drop out
trap out of the spot, i’m the reason you locked out
she f*ckin’ me so guess what? she a star now
yeah, b*tch bad as f*ck when she hop out
yeah, d*mn, i look good with these rocks on
yeah, i sell p’s but og got a rock phone
pull up in a old school caddie’ with the top gone
yeah, i’m totin’ chrome with my chrome hearts socks on
sh*ttin’ on these n*ggas ’till the rap game pop some’
f*ck these n*ggas everywhere like opp zones
show ’em how to do it ’till these f*ck n*ggas pop some’
[chorus]
yeah, you don’t f*ck with me? that’s cool, my n*gga
ran up these motherf*ckin’ m’s by my lonely
but do me a favor, just please stop watchin’
get off my d*ck so your b*tch can hop on it
i’m in bottega tryna see if she want it
i’m in balenci’ tryna see if she want it
she do me right, so d*mn right, i’ma spoil her
and she got money, that sh*t right there a bonus
hit from the back, got her callin’ me papi (come here b*tch, let me see some’)

[hook]
boujee*ass b*tch want some top bone
i be on the way when the cops gone
they know who gon’ flood this b*tch when it’s dry
the trap missin’ me, n*gga pop’s home
jizzle came home, now my young n*gga got a lock on
that my cheat code, n*gga free ’em, he locked down
go to the stu’ in my drac’, that’s my guitar
try to pull up when i roll, i’ma rock out
pull up and pick up your b*tch with my jewels on
she give me brain, i ain’t never gotta drop out
trap out of the spot, i’m the reason you locked out
she f*ckin’ me so guess what? she a star now
yeah, b*tch bad as f*ck when she hop out
yeah, d*mn, i look good with these rocks on
yeah, i sell p’s but og got a rock phone
pull up in a old school caddie’ with the top gone
yeah, i’m totin’ chrome with my chrome hearts socks on
sh*ttin’ on these n*ggas ’till the rap game pop some’
[outro]
yeah, i’m sh*ttin’ on these n*ggas ’till the rap game pop some’
i’m sh*ttin’ on these n*ggas ’till they lit up and pop some’
i’m back

- kenny muney lyrics

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