I got swag
In my bag
Baby I been balling
Money rag, yeah that’s Pap’
No way you ignoring him
SRT, Hellcat
Jump in that bitch and dog it
Sliding ‘round, riding ‘round
(Vroom)
That bitch roaring
Make it rain it’s pouring
Hit they block we scoring
30 round hang out that Drac’
I split ‘em, gone be mourning
I put that bag on top your head
You dead by early morning
Baby girl, I’m truly sorry
Riding ‘round this brand new Audi
Sorry this is not a ‘Rari
You can see the stars regardless
Pull up on you, beg your pardon
Sorry, girl you know I’m horny
My bitch yellow as hell like Simpson, Marge
And I’m on baby bottles
Walk in this bitch like Boomhauer
Walk in this bitch like howdy partner
Walk in this bitch like how you doing
Walk in this bitch this stick start shooting
I don’t walk in this bitch like ??
Rowdy bout it, bout a problem
Probably shoot this bitch regardless
You know Papi ain’t retarded
Country bitch want Tim McGraw
I got cocaine in my balls
Looking at the vet like free my dawgs
Dawg in jail he got a phone
From the cell he calling dawg
I’ll out-smoke Snoop Doggy Dogg
And the trap house full of Dog
?? stuffed inside the ??
?? for a while
Play with me I’ll break your jaw
.556 the problem solved
I don’t give a fuck bout who you call
My bitch said "Pap you a dog"
Early morning balling, dawg
I love my bitch like one of my dawgs
I go to hell and back bout all my dawgs
I got dawgs in heaven I’m balling for y’all
Jumping out of creepy crawlers for y’all
I stand on my money I’m 30 feet tall
?? I been getting off
Put swangas on the opps like Paul Wall
I walk in this like Boss Hogg
They gone remember my name like Mike Jones
I’m sipping on Wock’ all night long
I fell in love with the styrofoam
Make love to you with the lights on
Baby I’m clean like Lysol
This gas I got knock your socks off
Been riding thirty minutes, hop off
Me and Roxanne all alone
That bitch got baby blue skin tone
I love that bitch, can’t leave her alone
She say I’m sexy as Keith Swear
V12 engine fast as a jet
Say my skin smooth like Gillette
Everything I say I get her wet
She know I’m gone hit it if her heart beats
Cartier’s on Pap; can’t see
I put the molly in my Poland Spring
No that boy don’t fuck with me
She wanna fuck and bump Jodeci
I said we can fuck and bump me
I walk in this bitch like Bun B, 8Ball, MJG and Pimp C
Walk in this bitch like I’m from Tennessee
Got gifts for everybody like Christmas Eve
It’s been too long, you missing me
I’m in a Hellcat doing high speed