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Papi JD

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Aye, Papi JD, bitch I'm the guy
Driving so fast one error nigga ima die
Put a nigga in a box he a pumpkin pie
Roll his slow ass up I'm smoking turtle pie
Getting to cheese, like ima rat
Fucked her for 30 mins straight from the back
Niggas flashing Unemplyoment
I been had the racks
Niggas said JD changed I still had they back
Took a trip to the six had to double back
These niggas straight cap they can't even rap
Pull up to the party nigga, it's a wrap
F*ck security, I go everywhere with my strap
Ran off on the plug, he tryna call me back
Ran off with 'yo bitch, have Brodie bring her back
Niggas know me yeah I get a lot of hate
Bitches hate me I buss down then I skate
Everybody in this bitch really fake
Hit up randy, I called him nigga I'm at the gate
The nigga got mad, he hanged up he said I'm late
Im eating so good it's a lot up on my plate
I'm dragging the skat it take off we can race
Fifty thousand in blues, I'll throw it in 'yo face
Bitches they pick & choose so now I can't date
Really the cash rules it's bound to be my fate
I'm already high as hell rolling up some dank
This shit that I'm smoking it came from another state
The reason I'm winning God said 'ima do great
I gotta leave the hood planning on a great escape
Apologized to my bitch I really wasn't wrong
Yes I kiss her ass especially when in a thong
I'm on 75 yeah I'm heading to the dome
I used to get more head than a fucking comb
Riding around, it won't be long
They gone f*ck with it cuz it's my song
Turn twenty, Twenty-Twenty nigga it's my year
Cried some long nights nigga I had to wipe my tears
Nigga I'm on tec I don't drink no beer
She got a fat ass I told baby put it here
I'm everywhere and I'm not did it all up 'inna year
I'm tryna buy a yacht and put it on Lake Saint Clair
These niggas complain bout life nigga it ain't fair
I'm getting the money I hide it in my bitches hair
The shit that I'm on I'm over here you over there
I'm fucking her good she call me "Teddy Papa Bear"
I'm up all night I can't sleep If you ain't there
How many times I told you baby I don't care
I'm down for whatever like a game of truth or dare
Had to sit down I told Zell pass me a chair
I'm so damn high I feel like I'm in the air
The glock it come two it's a duce it's a pair
I got so much shit really I don't know what to wear
My dad got 20 kids I really had to share
When I'm down on my ass I turn to God and say a prayer
Niggas see me up in they dreams and say JD they worst nightmare
Beat a nigga ass swear to gawd he gonna needa repair
Y'all niggas broke 'sittin at home on welfare
It broke a nigga heart seeing granny in a chair
I don't chase bitches nigga they fucking volunteer
I know 'ima win yeah I see it crystal clear
I know 'ima win retire with a great career
I didn't show up warrant for failure to appear
I really don't know where I'll be up 'inna year
I really don't know who got my back who really here
The shit I been through it took my heart and made a tear
I'm in Tampa chillin yeah with the Buccaneers
I ride three deep but naw nigga ain't no musketeer
I smoke so much loud bitch it's hard for me to hear
A nigga touch me have I'll brodie disappear
My life on repeat in a circle like a sphere
It ain't no nigga out here that I fear
Ride pass the club all you hear is bitches cheer
Played this bitch crazy she think that I really care

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