Jazzy Jeff

By Rx Papi

On Mood

Released on December 11, 2020

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[Intro]

Yeah, yeah

Real Rx

Yeah

Yeah


[Verse]

Walk in this bitch with two cups

And I got my Glick tucked

Nigga, I ain't switched up

Walk in this bitch with big bucks

Once it's up, bitch it's stuck

In the Audi getting my dick sucked

They say Papi a lil' rich fuck

Might pay for my bitch to get a big butt

Walk in this bitch like Óscar de la Hoya

Put yo' hand down, Papi ain't got nothin' for ya

Really cook crack on a George Foreman

Paranoid them crackers gon' kick the door in

I really get money, I don't talk at all

Glick hit yo' leg, can't walk at all

He tried to jump up and walk it off

Walk down on dawg, just me and dawg

Codeine got me dozin' off

Gun em down broad day, we strollin' off

Soon as you think you know ya dawg

Nigga show you you don't know ya dawg

Raw cocaine by my balls

These niggas swingin' on my balls

They ain't wanna pass me the ball

Show you lil' niggas how to ball

Boyz n the Hood, I'll take your ball

Pap gеt back, gotta shake it off

What exactly am I shakin' off?

I'm in the Audi and I'm takin' off

My bitch spеnt eleven hundred in Gucci

Walked out with panties and a bra

Only wore it thirty minutes long 'fore I made her take it off

They know Papi boss hog

I like how it sound when I say "Boss Hog"

Every day live life like an outlaw

You a forty dollar bitch doin' out calls

Up the Glick, knock a nigga mouth off

I ride around like a mob boss

Can't any nigga say they my boss

Walk in this bitch like Jack Frost

They say, "Papi, stop with all the funny shit"

Alright, what you want me to tell you? How much money I get?

Four times a day I change my fit

How many times y'all want me to explain this shit?

I don't pull stunts to get famous and shit

Make a nigga famous with the stick

Broad day, rearrange a nigga shit

Got more money than all my opps

Got better clothes than all my opps

Drive more cars than all my opps

I crashed more cars than all my opps

Spun more blocks than all my opps

Catch more top than all my opps

All my opps broke as the fuck

Talk about me when they linkin' up

Suckin' mad dick when they wakin' up

I counted five thousand ten minutes ago

Spent four hundred dollars on new Girbauds

I'm higher than a bitch like Cheech & Chong

Two pounds of weed when I put my sneakers on

Audi got turbo, I beep, I'm gone

Bitch ain't gonna see me for long

Walk in this bitch like Tuff Tone

Don't make it caliente, cabrón