letra de delusional - scampagne papi
[verse]
wassup with the wassup?
you gon’ give that p-ss up?
i’m tryna work that sh-t out — like a push-up
i’m tryn treat it like some candy — the one that gush up
and when i’m done, i drop it like it’s hot, ’cause it cooked up
that’s me to my pen — not none of these men
i am not he, her, shim — i am a chosen
i am not interested in anyone that don’t send
funds, that is… my pen must have the runs again
i go brenda in the booth — i sh-t on the walls
i be spittin’ while these haters be suckin’ d-ck through my draws
a wise n-gga once said, “don’t forget to l!ck b-lls”
clowns do clownеry — juggle ’em, don’t let ’еm fall
i been playin’ it safe — but now i’m goin’ in raw
not like i need validation — y’all ain’t makin’ the calls
i’m the coach — i tell a n-gga, “break a leg,” and they fall
then be limpin’ all on the beat — like a d-ck when it’s soft
ain’t sh-t funny about a dummy — they be p-ssin’ me off
my bars so disrespectful — my mic be flippin’ me off
“n-gga, f-ck you!”
sorry, i get delusional
i be hearin’ sh-t — but less often than the usual
y’all prolly think i rap like i’ve blown a fuse or two
i’ve concluded my raps so profound, that they gon’ lose a few
i’m no toxic n-gga — so this next bar might confuse my boo
you do not belong to me — i don’t belong to you
i am extremely dedicated to becoming the best
i get a little levitated just to help with my rest
[theatrical outro]
as a matter of fact…
i’m off the boom and the bap
spark the elley — hotbox the whip while i pop my sh-t
donatelly — i’m out my sh-ll, i might just smash ya miss
crack ya skully — they call me papi, leave they asses whipped
go to h-lly — and tell the devil i’m the baddest — wooh!
taught ’em welly — flow like good p-ssy, need a pad n’ sh-t
taught ’em welly — flow like good p-ssy, need a pad n’ sh-t
taught ’em welly — flow like good p-ssy, need a pad n’ sh-t
it’s only p-ssy — why you mad as… wooh!
ah-ah-ah…
[final freestyle – fadeout]
i can boom, i can bap
i can this, i can that
i can take off my crown and put on a tiara — i still ain’t gon’ be wack!
ah-ah-ah…
i be be boomin’ the b.a.p.s
that’s your b-tch — she got sn-tched
you seen us at the cookout, n-gga —
why you ain’t come and get yo baby… back?!
ah-ah-ah…
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