
letra de i cant stand these bitches pt. 2 - rx papi
[intro]
come on
the dawg
[verse]
she see me on the block it’s me and gang this dumb b-tch come get in my face
i’m tryna roll up out this seven and she tryna show me what keisha texting
she don’t even know that keisha f-cked me, b-tch done blew my high already
tryna stretch off in my foreign cause my other b-tch just called me
she do makeup, she get s-xy i be there in 15 minutes i switch my line it’s auntie calling
she said shania round’ there trippin always some with these b-tches
f-ck around and catch a headache mia love me i’m her headache
i don’t see as much as she would like to, she say “pap i really like you i brought you a size nine nik boots”
cougar b-tch work off of rikers i pull up on her in strikers
my stylist tryna f-ck me b-tch supposed to style me for the money
she like “oh you think i’m ugly” b-tch you heard me say that, she like “so why you won’t f-ck me”
i grab my a’s and made my exit
i check my phone i had a message, my spanish b-tch not good with texting
i ain’t tryna listen to no voice note but i still press play on the voice note
she said she made me rice and got [?] in my mind i’m like d-mn this b-tch stupid
hook up the car play bump my new sh-t, head to the hood cause i need percs
pull up on auntie where the glos at she say “baby you look stressed”
i told her “i can’t stand these b-tches” she say “baby you say it the best”
i brought five percs and rolled a spliff jump on the gram and hit my b-tch
she say “why you ain’t text my phone” b-tch why do it matter i still hit you
why you make little sh-t a big issue don’t even write back i’m finna block you
b-tch told her homegirl that i’m sassy b-tch you mad cause i blocked you
i’m rapping about b-tches with my b-tch she said “ha, ha that’s what you get”
i tell my b-tch “i’m not a cheater” i tell my b-tch “she ain’t sh-t either”
i want fried chicken and kool aid just make it don’t say nothing
when you make my rice use b-tter she say “papi you smooth b-tter”
girl you changed mood all of a sudden i like what you do you don’t gotta rush
sh-t be going cool it’s just us when i’m done with my food clean it up
she take off my shoes and eat me up she tell me to “record” like a sl-t
baby know for sure that i’m the one pull up park the foreign in the front
smell like [?] in the truck baby can you put my forty in your purse
got room i’m sure it’ll work my b-tch say “i get on her nerves”
i got my side b-tch in the birds she get drunk and like the swerve
she keep asking what’s the tea? she keep asking who the g’s
[outro: rx papi & nate jones]
out of all the women in the world
it’s the dawg
you are the one i love
can’t stand you b-tches
come back to get me
i am the one that’s missing you
trying-
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