P.A.P.I. (N.O.R.E.) - Uhh Uhh

Coke, weed, pills, crack
Baby i got all of that
Hit my line if you wanna shop
All i do is trap
Short nigga 5'6
Keep a big strap
This 4'5 can turn a head to a flapjack
Breaking bread wit the bros
Loving how it goes
I been puttin in work since braay numbaafour
Never trippin about a hoe
Cause we sharing so
Remember when my dawg had fronted me about 8 bowls
In something fast you can't see
I know niggas envy me
I'ma have my foot on niggas necks until I'm 93
Streets hot 3 degree
Niggas snitching big j'lee
It's free the guys until they say all my niggas free
These hoes come with a fee
Pay for ass or tittys
Go head drop that fucking bag for them double Gs
Channel, Prada, Louie V
Put Dior on her feet
She wanna fuck with a boss so she fuck with me
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Bboy stand on all 10
Ain't nobody taking shit
Come on try me I'ma show you how to spray a bitch
Get the work
Get the work
I'll show you how to break a brick
That smell of pure coke can really make a nigga rich
Niggas worried about who I'm fucking
Like its their biz
And niggas want me dead because of who my uncle is
This shit here not a game
This shit ain't for kids
This that Trap or Die vibe jeezy back in 06
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Written by:
Brazuan Davis

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