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og 2doe - rx papi lyrics

[intro]
(don’t play with him)
yeah, yeah, yeah
dawg sh*t records
yeah, yeah

[verse]
i take my shirt off in the club yeah b*tch i’m bout it, bout it
that b*tch geekin’ on a double stack she can’t control her body
n*ggas rapping like they k!llers know d*mn well they ain’t got bodies
and if they did have a body why the f*ck you rap about it?
i pull up in some clean yeah this a v*twizzy i don’t really trust sh*t other than neph and my glizzy
my money rag to the front i feel like soulja slim and them
that b*tch keep on shaking ass she treat pap like i’m [?]
i up the glock watch how fast his lil’ ass get spiritual
i hit the gas my whole dash in this motha f*cker digital
i got glass and big bags i’m gon’ f*ck the whole kitchen up
hеr friends bad they got ass i’m finna pick them b*tchеs up
i got meds full of red yeah i got a dirty cup i’m on hi*tech with a tec i’ll f*ck a n*gga up
yeah, b*tch i’m bout it, bout it really serve you narcotics
pull up serve ya ass a thirty one in a dope boy audi
it ain’t no 5.7, it’s a 312 when i’m sliding these .556’s and arp a go through a lil’ n*gga noggin’
that sh*t a, rust bucket put it up i hear your motor knockin’
b*tch gon’ faint everytime that lil’ hoe go in my closet i keep the glock in my boxers
i’m on the block like my pop was slide through the hood neph ridin’ with me shot gun
n*ggas talk like shooters they ain’t shot nun
i take, perc after perc b*tch i’m geeking, geeking, gon’
if you ain’t talking about no money b*tch then leave me alone
glizzy with the switch let it hit if you don’t even your tone
you don’t trap you a middle man lil’ n*gga them ain’t even yo zones
all they heard was “phew, phew, phew, phew,”yeah that lil’ n*gga gone
opps, be tryna slide in my dm like “can you put a n*gga on”

- rx papi lyrics

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