letra de paper straight - tyte
[intro]
all my sh-t gotta have knock in it, my n-gga, like for real, for real, real florida sh-t
you know what i’m sayin’? push the b-tton and i’ma go, big 4, it’s tyte, though
[chorus]
i don’t pump fake, yellow b-tch on me like a cupcake (cupcake)
bank account extra heavy, b-tch, i got my paper straight (straight)
me and 26 on my waist, i won’t hesitate (‘tate)
slug to the face, took him a minute for it to resonate (let’s go)
b-tch, i puff big smoke, more than a cancer patient (patient)
how the f-ck you beef without no money? that’s the real question (question)
dope boy still makin’ plays, i speak a different language (language)
last time he ran off with that sack, i gave that boy a spanking
[verse 1]
i’m a boss now (boss now)
you can’t just pull up, you gotta call now (you gotta call now)
this the second time we done met up, you gotta f-ck now (you gotta f-ck now)
shawty, you in the interview stage, let me check your background
p-ssy good, head good, f-ck with a n-gga from northside (it’s tyte)
money talk, show these rookie-ass n-ggas how to ball (how to ball)
born to ball, p-ssy like a slurpee, bet i drink it all (bet i drink it all)
college b-tch, you can hear her hollerin’ from way down the hall (way down the hall)
strap on me, i’ma blow this b-tch just like a credit card
[chorus]
i don’t pump fake, yellow b-tch on me like a cupcake (cupcake)
bank account extra heavy, b-tch, i got my paper straight (straight)
me and 26 on my waist, i won’t hesitate (‘tate)
slug to the face, took him a minute for it to resonate (let’s go)
b-tch, i puff big smoke, more than a cancer patient (patient)
how the f-ck you beef without no money? that’s the real question (question)
dope boy still makin’ plays, i speak a different language (language)
last time he ran off with that sack, i gave that boy a spanking
[verse 2]
i got a baby-mama problem, i love f-ckin’ n-ggas’ b-tches (b-tches)
every time i f-ck her raw, i ask the lord to forgive me (amen)
p-ssy like a chandelier, she just shine when i hit it (hit it)
n-ggas hate they in my rear, got me slidin’ with an extension (come on, man)
you was on a mission for a heist, b-tch, i had my own money (money)
i was on a mission for some p-ssy, tryna bone somethin’
n-ggas tryna backdoor the kid, they got the right one (one)
why you always tryna promote the glock? ’cause i own one
[chorus]
i don’t pump fake, yellow b-tch on me like a cupcake (cupcake)
bank account extra heavy, b-tch, i got my paper straight (straight)
me and 26 on my waist, i won’t hesitate (‘tate)
slug to the face, took him a minute for it to resonate (let’s go)
b-tch, i puff big smoke, more than a cancer patient (patient)
how the f-ck you beef without no money? that’s the real question (question)
dope boy still makin’ plays, i speak a different language (language)
last time he ran off with that sack, i gave that boy a spanking
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