P.A.P.I

Lyrics
[Verse 1: Bodega Bamz] All my Tanboys, vámonos, Chandon and plátanos We drink good, we look good, we eat good, we smell rich Aviators hang on my face, what's Louie, my killer? They all wear Versace (Donatella, bitch) Roll up, hold up, you talking low, don't be bluff You not real and we are, got tattoos right next to scars We bear arms, they call me Paul, what that be like, nigga? Where you be at nigga? I'm with the B's Latino Kings, my nigga One man army, ODB, soo Wu Tang in the four with lean First they come then they leave, first they want then they need I'm the best already, hope the best are ready That game we play is chess, and check the check, its made already, papi [Hook: Bodega Bamz] P-A-P-I, P-A-P-I Uptown B-way, Downtown NY Eastside all day, P-A-P-I They call me when they need that yay, P-A-P-I P-I, P-A-P-I Uptown B-way, Downtown NY Eastside all day, P-A-P-I They call me when they need that yay, P-A-P-I [Verse 2: Willie Hex] It's Hex and I'm bout my scrilla No one in the X that's realer No one from the south that's triller Lyrically the motherfucking iller White paper, Dark Paper Filler I smoke herb, call the kush Godzilla You smoking on the Reggie, no Miller I catch ya shawty while she alone I take her home and she probably wanna bone And I put her on the cam, no Killa Take her to my hood like Attila I sold pounds of the herb, and keys indeed Pull up to the curb, fiends flock to me A shooter that got shooters, my niggas G From the borough where boy George got it in with that D South bronx representer, if you wanna enter you better put your vest on And bring your weapons, 'cause you will get flexed on These niggas gassed like Exon Motherfucker I'm the realest Way realer then the so called realest .45 on my hip deuce deuce in the boot Motherfucker I'm the south bronx illest, UHHHHH [Hook: Bodega Bamz] P-A-P-I, P-A-P-I Uptown B-way, Downtown NY Eastside all day, P-A-P-I They call me when they need that yay, P-A-P-I P-I, P-A-P-I Uptown B-way, Downtown NY Eastside all day, P-A-P-I They call me when they need that yay, P-A-P-I
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Credits
- Writers
- Willie Hex
- Bodega Bamz