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thumpin & bumpin (no mans land) - rx papi lyrics

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[intro]
huh, gotta uh i gotta pop, my sh*t one time
for real, for real, for real, nah for real

[verse]
i came in this b*tch with no budget, n*gga you came in this b*tch like joe budden
i got that robbery sh*t from my cousin, i got that hustling sh*t form my brother
i do it by myself b*tch i think like my mother, i pop it don’t stop it they can’t tell me nothing
i swerve while i’m driving a drugy it’s one in the head cause sh*t can get ugly
she wanna give me head used to tell me i’m ugly i’m cool as a fan just don’t play with that money
i can go foreign back to back it ain’t nothing amiri no zipper don’t f*ck up my b*ttons
ugh! the way that i pop that is disgusting, i walk in amiri with a rap n*gga budget
n*gga it’s pine in that pop that sh*t disgusting i drop a pine in my pop n*gga this b*tch muddy
i’m in and out the back withdrawing deposit walk his fifth with that sh*t go to wilding out
living that life that these rap bout’ pouring that sh*t up back to back go to blacking out
fore’ i ever made one song seen a hunnit thou air that b*tch out with the drac it’s a haunted house
hand, hand out the back door they all on the house, h*ll nah no we ain’t closing shop it’s on shut down
one way delta flight get off hunnit pounds b*tton on the back b*tch sound like a hunnit rounds
bumpin’ that b*tch make a b*tch n*gga step down, passe ass b*tton on the gl!ck have a meltdown
.223 not an fn jump man one shot, two shot, both hand, one hand
square head b*tch better get with the program, ain’t no [?], [?] it’s the dope man
big ass h*llcat sound like a whole clan skinny amiri’s i’m stuffing a roll in
slinging that sh*t in no man land, keep a eye on a i don’t know that man
i’m putting that sh*t on for real, virgil dapper dan, walk in this b*tch like the flyest in the land
big ass .40 like a tiger in my pants rubber band a forty weighting down my pants
poppin’ that sh*t like only papi can she wanna f*ck and i said “we probably can”
mixing celine with the rick who your stylist is?, walk in my closet like the mall it’s alotta sh*t
i ain’t got no help with this sh*t i’m the boss man, walk in the mall pocket full of that dog sh*t
h*llcat growl up the street when it’s crawling b*tch bounce ass like she came from new orleans
b*tch came from dallas i f*cked her in charlotte, papi gon’ go get that money regardless
vvs, hitting they, cuban they, flawless run that sh*t ducking federal charges
blue tip in a fn check the [?], it’s 2023 push a b*tton and park it
2×4 in the door [?], i don’t care when we out i’m the first one to spark it

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