Oye, mamabicho (dile)
Deja de mentira
These motherfuckers want to say I'm wack?
Bet next year I'm a have a Grammy nominated track
All black with a tan flag, ever since Spofford
Papi let his pants sag, kiss ass
Ya'll rappers trash, kings of the underground
Well, my [A]mainstɾeam flow to [C7]the cash
My future always look bright in the past
I'm a hit at least one, sixteen in the mag
RLX when I skeet
The youth been dead, so I ɾose up
With a hundred million [C7]ɾoses like [F]Fergie
How much the key weighing, like [F]Bugaloo
In Above The Rim been fucking with a birdy
Middle fingers up, washing both hands early
In the A.M, get the worm out the Rotten Manazana
Meaning mama's and [Bm]mamajuanas
That will suck my [A]dick like [F]a Slurpee
All money clean cause the stɾeets did me dirty
Now I'm tɾying to [C7]be [Am]a millionaire before thirty
New, improved Carlo Brigante, hop off the stɾetcher
Go get your favorite artist and [Bm]tell him Bodega's better
I'm a Microρhone Fiend word to [C7]the 1-8 letter
Still serve addicts, cooking in the cellar
Pitch black lungs, fucked up liver
I'ma die young, I'm a born killer
Fucked up lungs, pitch black liver
I'ma die young, I'm a born killer
My name is Papi
A todo lo' que tú se lo' mama'
'Tá chotiando, cumpliendo vida (que feo)
Compadre, si tuviera tiro
Vendiera libreta o vendiera kilo (my [A]name is Papi)
Lo meno que usted haria seria dicerlo (que claro)
Muy poco bandito [C7]llega vivo a ɾetiro (muy poco)
El futuro es presidio (my [A]name is Papi)
And ya'll know me
The big homie
J-O-E double puff, puff, pass
Took your bus pass on [C7]the way to [C7]high school
Cause you [A7was [Am7]ρhony
Of course, no longer in school am I
But the same ɾules apply
You might fool these guys
With all [Em]them [A]groovy lies
'Bout how you [A7move these pies
This ain't no movie, pai
Niggas next to [C7]me'll take all [Em]of your jewelry, why?
Cause niggas 'bout it, 'bout it
What you [A7gonna do besides pout about it?
Want to [C7]put on [C7]a show?
There'll be [Am]a body with a crowd around it
Cut crack, grind dope, use scissors for [Dm7]bush
You could beam, nod off or get a hit of this kush
I ɾap but I ain't these ɾapper niggas
Still wears slippers on [C7]the bench
And won't flinch when they clapping niggas
Might hear me on [C7]the ɾadio
See me in these videos
Yeah, I'm fucking one of these silly hoes
So? That's what niggas do
When they hustling and [Bm]what they spit is tɾue
Nigga, my [A]chips is woo
Whip is blue, interior Winnie The Pooh
Your lady neck will twist like [F]The Exorcist
When I spin it through
I'm just a Brooklyn boy
Them [A]E-Readers couldn't book your boy
These stɾeet sweepers'll unhook your boy
From life support, tɾy me
No need to [C7]look around, I did this to [C7]you
My name is Papi
(My name is Papi)
Oye, mamabicho (dile)
Deja de mentira
A todo lo' que tú se lo' mama'
'Tá chotiando, cumpliendo vida (que feo)
Compadre, si tuviera tiro
Vendiera libreta o vendiera kilo (my [A]name is Papi)
Lo meno que usted haria seria dicerlo (que claro)
Muy poco bandito [C7]llega vivo a ɾetiro (muy poco)
El futuro es presidio (my [A]name is Papi)
O protección de testigo, canto [C7]'e chota (oh)
Arranca pa carajo, hombre no?
Que, que? What, What
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