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Papa Zaniel

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Lost a lot of
Lost a lot of

Lost a lot of love for them niggas I can't f*ck with
Acting too fugazi, shady niggas moving suspect
Spent too much on the whip, I forgot about the shoe game
Press one button, then we shooting to the moon man
Vamanous a hater, if you moving too slow
Call my lil sister up to beat the breaks off a hoe
I need my bands on deck, full thang or I'm leaving
Told her suck sloppy baby I ain't got all evening
Run it up the middle with the tuck
Willie Beamin'
Any given Sunday, I'll be there there like a Deacon
I'm the prayer that you wishing
I'm the beacon of hope
I'm the line that you snorting
I'm the dope that you smoke
I'm the lean that you mixing when you pouring the Fo'
I'm the pills that you popping when it's Four in the morning
Bitch I'm everything you wanted, everything you needed
The oxygen inside your body
I'm the band-aid when you bleeding
I got knowledge, I raps
Shit, I even got beats
I got something for the blade
I got something for the streets
I can see it in your face, but you can't get this for cheap
Sock a nigga in the face if he disrespect me

Yeah
I can't ever go out like a bitch nigga
Never been a simp nigga
Die or get rich nigga
All these lessons I learned in the streets nigga
No I ain't a street nigga
But I'm still street nigga
Hasta La Vista
Coupe a 4 seater
Pinky toe gas tap
100 On the meter
Moving out my way might be the best advice you getting
In the 27 club but I don't believe in superstitions

Nigga tripping thinking I ain't finna run up these bands
You gonna meet these hands, don't do much speaking
Pray we make it out of this one
Swear to God I didn't listen
Ain't no redo on the mission
Met lil mama and she got my attention
She was wagon dragging I seen that from a distance
Picking and choosing, we sticking and moving
You ain't band wagon hopping, you just through with them losing
Come f*ck with the winners, you ain't ever see it like this
Booty round and brown 
Coochie got gorilla vice grip
New kicks
New fit with the slight drip
Flipping lil darling around my hip like a sidekick
Freaky nasty, sundress with no panties
She called me Zanny
Told me I could be her Zaddy
King alert, call me Papa girl don't call me daddy
She gave me bikini bottom, I flipped her Krabby Patty
Game winning shot, beating the buzzer
Pardon the interruption
Can't trust them niggas for nothing
End of any discussions, if you ain't got half, I ain't coming
Did the math, numbers crunching
Looking like I ain't in your budget
Simple as that
When the drugs wear off you going back
Reality, gut check, I back up inside my bag
You getting jabbed, you ain't ready for the hook
Deep mobbing in your pockets, try to rob me, imma rock him
Yeah

We can talk it out like grown men
That's cool, but first you gonna get these hands
We can talk it out like grown men
That's cool, but first you gonna get these hands
We can talk it out like grown men
That's cool, but first you gonna get these hands
We can talk it out like grown men
That's cool, but first you gonna get these hands

Papa
Papa
Papa Zan baby
Papa
Papa

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