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papoose - back on my bullshit lyrics

[verse 1: papoose]
where was you at when i was trying to blow?
waste my money on weed farms, i was trying to grow
n-gg-s tried to eat on my block, i had to c-ck the fo’
ran down on them and told them n-gg-s they gotta go!
had the triple fat goose on, it was kinda cold
i was on the block eating mike & ikes and jolly joes
police asking me questions; i told ’em “i don’t know,”
you was in the precinct crying, you had the snotty nose!
had to run down on my connect, they playing dominoes
backed them n-gg-s down for that work and told them “adios!”
brought my money up, i’m looking like king jaffe jo’
i ain’t make “panda,” but i’ve been wearing desiigner clothes!
back on my bullsh-t, mac with the full clip, might have to just lose it
i’m quick to use it, who you acting a fool with? is y’all n-gg-s stupid?
smacking a few bricks, stacking a few bricks, this track is exclusive
packing the u–censored,- he packing the toothpick, i’m packing the pool stick
mad ’cause i move with .40-caliber tool grip, i’m faster to shoot sh-t
ra-ta-ta-ta-ta, get madder and madder, they scared that i’ll shatter the gl-ss on your new whip
maggots with loose lips, they catching a cruise ship, i’m grabbin’ the [?]
back with the movement, it’s a fact you a true b-tch, my status is [?]
cats i was cool with, sat in cl-sses at school with, keep [?] confusing
man i refuse it, i think you’d rather defuse it, your head, i’ll have to remove it
lacking improvement, all you rappers included, i’m ravishing rude rick
ancient pretenders were hit in the genitals [?]

[hook: jaquae]
let’s [?]
i’mma take what’s mine
i want more money, more part, godd-mn, n-gg-, it’s about that time!
i’m back on my bullsh-t
i’m back on my bullsh-t
i said i’m back on my bull-sh-t
i’m back on my bullsh-t
hey!

[verse 2: fat joe]
on my bs, we platium day’s and diamond jesus
had some rumors they killing ’em, that’s an understate’
same n-gg- used to move the blue malibu
soon as a n-gg- get money, they get mad at you!
sitting on a hollywood sign, i ain’t got a view
and all my b-tches is loyal, they got a debt or two
i’ve been getting busy playing frisbee with the rakes
everybody p-ssy, well then, lift them by the case!
could’ve bought a boat for the price of the wristw-tch
pulling dope out the tires like a pit stop
(whoa! whoa!) duck when i come through
i already sent you, tell your n-gg-s what the gun do
.45’ll miss, the ak’ll hit
everybody lit ’til they laying in sh-t!
your love is a 187
i’ve been killing ’em softly, get in n-gg-s’ apartments!

[hook: jaquae]

[outro: fat joe (jaquae)]
(jaquae! jaquae!)
c-ka the don
double p!
(papoose, pa-poose!)

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