Ol' Papa Leo (feat. Chris Beadle)
Syrus Kibler
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That's right You know it's a hit Don't suck it too quick I don't want you to choke When you deep throat Suck, suck it real good Suck it real good I know you could Ol' Papa Leo off a beer and a wax pen Talking his shit, let em know that you nasty Ol' Papa Leo off a beer and a wax pen Talking his shit, let em know that you nasty Sorry bitch Suck it good Suck it real quick Oh wait, did I say real quick Man, make the stick hit real quick Bitch slow down I mean, I know I said real quick But you hit the stick real quick You bitch I'm eating this bri Suck it so slow Getting hella lit SpongeBob and Patrick We done came out all that bad shit I'm a California king And I'm sleeping on a mattress Never catching Z's Only running up my bag If I ever fumble it'll be my bad, my bad My bad, my bad, my bad If I fumble it'll be my bad My bad, my bad, my We done been through it all Came from sleeping on the floor I ain't got time I ain't tripping about y'all Heart so cold Like its zero and below I never say shit Keep my feeling on the low On the low Uh, moving slow My foot up on the peddle Hit the gas, lets go I'm catching that ass And I tell her nice throw She say she like my flow And the way my eyes glow Uh, but I don't even know I might just let her go I'm putting on a show And there's plenty other hoes They all up in my DM's Once I started making dough But where the f*ck were you when, I was getting hella lit SpongeBob and Patrick We done came out all that bad shit I'm a California king And I'm sleeping on a mattress Never catching Z's Only running up my bag If I ever fumble it'll be my bad, my bad My bad, my bad, my bad If I fumble it'll be my bad My bad, my bad my Hey baby Just had to come back real quick I know how you like to suck this dick But you really got big teeth All I got to say Scrapes, scrapes hard Sucking on these Fucking fat ass nards Aye, got Leo with the bars Part 1, part 2 not far Get up on the mic And I'm leaving with scars Got all this gas, no fart uh Aye, headed straight to the charts Sy and Leo with me driving crazy with the cars Always been a weird kid Always been making arts Now I'm up and I see you from a far When you spread those legs All I smell is tidal waves And stank ass shit Bitch Don't be fucking calling me no more I don't want to see those legs spread ever again For real When you spread those legs All I smell is tidal waves And stank ass shit Bitch Don't be fucking calling me no more I don't want to see those legs spread ever again For real Bitch
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Written by: Chris Beadle, Leon Beadle, Syrus Kibler
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