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rx papi - aunty lisa lyrics

(intro)
drugrixh
drugrixh
drugrixh
drugrixh

(verse 1)
i cook dope then serve auntie no matter what all my junkies love me
i’m in the hood i’m cool with the customers you a broke n+gga you too dusty the narcs on my ass they can’t touch me he got away when we slid that little n+gga lucky i’ll accept all smoke i ain’t ducking nothing my mind to my money i ain’t worried about f+cking finesse my plug out a whole dozen i took the work and ain’t bring him back nothing you know you ain’t in the streets n+gga stop bluffing you used your daddy guns to go hunting auntie (?)
got d+mn papi yo bag humongous
trampolines in this b+tch the way the trap be jumping
i get that work gone like it’s nothing i sold a 31 i ain’t even touch it i’m a og in my hood you little buster 30 chains on me like busta and if you reach for one of these b+tches i’ll up it they should’ve told you i ain’t the one to f+ck with feel like mc hammer they can’t touch me i jump off the top rope spike dudley keep the gl!ck cause this sh+t can get ugly

(interlude: barbara mason)
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(verse 2)
i up that stick if a n+gga try me
i ain’t never scared to catch a body
my brothers on go and i know they bout it
we shoot as areas we don’t care if they crowded
ever since a little n+gga you know i’ve been wilding
my momma just moved out of public houses
still selling food stamps cause i know she ain’t got it
i don’t know where i’ll be without dope and robbing
i pop percs everyday they wanna know my problem
i got the glock i don’t want no revolver
and if you get too close imma rob you
momma looked me in my face and said i’m just like my father
she can see this sh+t all in my eyes she knew what i’ll be she wasn’t surprised she pray everyday that i don’t die she know i’m good i got this 45 they ask me how the f+ck i’m traumatize when i was four i seen a homicide imma shoot yo your block i don’t give a f+ck who die i ain’t letting sh+t go i got too much pride they say i don’t trap they a d+mn lie i don’t blend in i stand out glock 17 take ya man out you smoking shut the f+ck up i’m on live
these n+ggas know how the f+ck i get down b+tch when you walking look down these mason margielas not up towns i don’t want a plane jain bust down plug call me when it touch down she ain’t wanna f+ck then but i’m up now
(outro)
yeah
yeah
yeah

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