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dopeboy therapy - rx papi lyrics

[intro]
i’m just fly
that’s to top it all off
i’m like a motherf*ckin hot f*dg* sundae with the cherry on top
you know what i’m sayin?
real weight
digital ammo

[verse]
i’m broke as a b*tch with crack to sell
freehandin all day cause i broke the scale
money change your loved ones, it never fails
my whole life been in and out of jail
i wish i could get my bros out the cell
pray to the money rag, they don’t get the [?]
i been livin dirty as h*ll
i can tell straight drop just by the smell
if i’m in the jungle with a grizzly bear
better hope the bear run fast as h*ll
any situation i’m in, i prevail
better [?] clientele
when i meet my l!cks, paranoid as h*ll
crackers gon try to hit papi with a cell
i beat that pot like chuck liddell
pull up on you faster than 12
it’s the 3rd time i broke the pot
i’m the real dwayne johnson, i cook the rock
real dope boy, take whatever you got
i’ll rob a n*gga fore i punch a clock
put you in the [?], punch you out
don’t let no n*gga trick you out your spot
i ain’t goin nowhere if i don’t got my glock
last time that’s how i got shot
whip the sh*t out the work i’m betty crock
straight drop make you dance like mary j blige
put a b*tch on her knees like i’m god
2 sticks on me like [?]
ain’t sh*t bout papi a facade
i really sold crack and really robbed
i never in my life had a job
but got more money than n*ggas i went to school with
i robbed every n*gga i was cool with
f*ck how you feel, i had to do it
i always knew it’d be better days
got off my ass and made a wave
walked to auntie house, then walked the stage
my mother never bought me a pair of j’s
b*tch used to laugh at my neck brace
now the same hoes can’t stay out my face
glock been through it, stuck on my waist
b*tch ain’t never go in the way
twin turbo audi, who wanna race?
my mom used to think this was just a phase
i knew i wouldn’t make it to the 12th grade
i ain’t like school since 1st grade
i don’t believe a word these n*ggas say
cause its coke that can turn the heroin [?]
i wouldn’t advise you to eat off that plate
had coke on that b*tch every other day
get a n*gga whacked if he violate
broad daylight, shot him in the face
my b*tch not a home [?]
she ride with me and serve all d*mn day
i let her bag up, i taught her how to weigh
you gon get the bag just do what i say
i fell asleep standin up
b*tch i’m booted as da f*ck
slithery n*gga don’t give a f*ck
it’s babies in the trap, it’s drugs r us

- rx papi lyrics

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