Rapapapa (feat. RZA) (Explicit)

Rich Brian

2019-07-263:58 minLetras sincronizadas

"Rapapapa (feat. RZA) (Explicit)" es una canción de Rich Brian, 2019, Pop. La canción dura 3:58, 89 lines / 659 words.

Letra

0:14Two-face bitches pop out when it's dark

0:16I ain't finna waste time if I don't feel a spark on sight

0:18That pussy gon' make me wan' fight

0:20Gotta go, wrap it up, that pussy gon' bite

0:22Eight shows and I come home for the payroll

0:24Man, I got hoes that won't ask how my day go

0:26I'm a trooper, I'ma strike like a Pave Low

0:27If I need some money, then I'ma make 'em, uh

0:29Ayy (Ayy)

0:31Then I hit it from the back, got it clappin', pa-pa-pa-pa

0:34(Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa)

0:35She older than me but she call me da-da-da-da

0:38(Da-da-da-da-da)

0:39Missy Elliott flow gon' hit like ra-ta-ta-ta-ta

0:41(Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta)

0:42Your dick game Lacoste, my dick game Pra-da-da-da

0:45(Pra-da-da-da-da) Ayy, fuck that

0:46You might make me lose my shit

0:48Goodbye to the good guy

0:50Look what you did, now he don't care 'bout shit

0:53Yeah, fuck that, out here feelin' dangerous

0:56If you still feel comfortable, then I'm sorry, you ain't made it yet

1:00Could've been involved and felt important 'bout yourself

1:03But you had to rock the boat

1:05And you forgot the table turns and moves

1:07Why these people 'round me rather look away than tell the truth?

1:11If they tryna tell some lies on me, then I'ma tell it, too

1:15All this pain in my heart, poppin' another Advil

1:17Everything planned, keep actin' like it's casual

1:19Pull your pants down, we rally to the bathroom

1:20Sorry, we ain't got time to light the candles (Ayy)

1:24Pussy got me singin', I forgot I was a rapper

1:26Way we roleplay, feelin' like some actors

1:28She don't pop pills, only morning afters

1:31(Ayy) Then I hit it from the back, got it clappin', pa-pa-pa-pa

1:34(Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa)

1:36She older than me but she call me da-da-da-da

1:38(Da-da-da-da-da)

1:39Missy Elliott flow gon' hit like ra-ta-ta-ta-ta

1:42(Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta)

1:43Your dick game Lacoste, my dick game Pra-da-da-da

1:46(Pra-da-da-da-da) Ayy, fuck that

1:47You might make me lose my shit

1:49Goodbye to the good guy

1:50Look what you did, now he don't care 'bout shit

1:53Yeah, fuck that, out here feelin' dangerous

1:56If you still feel comfortable, then I'm sorry, you ain't made it yet

2:00Suck on her nipples like bon appé-tit

2:02Don't tell me "Pull up" if that shit ain't wet

2:04I got protection, I need self-defense

2:06Pull out my weapon and empty the clip

2:08Pa-pa-pa, that's three of my kids

2:10Pa-pa-pa, my son and my twins

2:12She so wet, I'll go for a swim

2:13Girl, don't stop, let's do it again

2:16Ayy, just because we were drunk, don't expect me to forget

2:21If it's lust over love, then girl, we don't got shit

2:25Got a wife checklist and I can't see you on it

2:28But we way too young, so let's wild out in this bitch

2:31(Ayy) Then I hit it from the back, got it clappin', pa-pa-pa-pa

2:35(Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa)

2:36She older than me but she call me da-da-da-da

2:38(Da-da-da-da-da)

2:39Missy Elliott flow gon' hit like ra-ta-ta-ta-ta

2:42(Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta)

2:43Your dick game Lacoste, my dick game Pra-da-da-da

2:46(Pra-da-da-da-da) Ayy, fuck that

2:47You might make me lose my shit

2:49Goodbye to the good guy

2:51Look what you did, now he don't care 'bout shit

2:54Yeah, fuck that, out here feelin' dangerous

2:57If you still feel comfortable, then I'm sorry, you ain't made it yet

3:12They could never take what you came with

3:14They're gonna try to find a thousand ways to say the same shit

3:18But you will be different

3:19Because it's insignificant, yet ignorant

3:22Rich Brian was born to be rich with talents and balance

3:26And the ability to face life challenges

3:28Represent your artistic intelligence

3:31Your genetic pigment, your culture, your power

3:34Plus you'll refine it, focus your strength

3:37Emit a laser beam wavelength

3:39That break the chains of mental enslavement

3:42Be amongst the brave men

3:44Witness the modern-day kung fu

3:49Perform this out a vocal booth

3:51Keep shinin', keep suprisin' and energizin' the generation

3:55Keep the 88rising, and risin' and risin'

3:58And risin' and risin' and risin' and risin'

Two-face bitches pop out when it's dark
I ain't finna waste time if I don't feel a spark on sight
That pussy gon' make me wan' fight
Gotta go, wrap it up, that pussy gon' bite
Eight shows and I come home for the payroll
Man, I got hoes that won't ask how my day go
I'm a trooper, I'ma strike like a Pave Low
If I need some money, then I'ma make 'em, uh
Ayy (Ayy)
Then I hit it from the back, got it clappin', pa-pa-pa-pa
(Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa)
She older than me but she call me da-da-da-da
(Da-da-da-da-da)
Missy Elliott flow gon' hit like ra-ta-ta-ta-ta
(Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta)
Your dick game Lacoste, my dick game Pra-da-da-da
(Pra-da-da-da-da) Ayy, fuck that
You might make me lose my shit
Goodbye to the good guy
Look what you did, now he don't care 'bout shit
Yeah, fuck that, out here feelin' dangerous
If you still feel comfortable, then I'm sorry, you ain't made it yet
Could've been involved and felt important 'bout yourself
But you had to rock the boat
And you forgot the table turns and moves
Why these people 'round me rather look away than tell the truth?
If they tryna tell some lies on me, then I'ma tell it, too
All this pain in my heart, poppin' another Advil
Everything planned, keep actin' like it's casual
Pull your pants down, we rally to the bathroom
Sorry, we ain't got time to light the candles (Ayy)
Pussy got me singin', I forgot I was a rapper
Way we roleplay, feelin' like some actors
She don't pop pills, only morning afters
(Ayy) Then I hit it from the back, got it clappin', pa-pa-pa-pa
(Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa)
She older than me but she call me da-da-da-da
(Da-da-da-da-da)
Missy Elliott flow gon' hit like ra-ta-ta-ta-ta
(Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta)
Your dick game Lacoste, my dick game Pra-da-da-da
(Pra-da-da-da-da) Ayy, fuck that
You might make me lose my shit
Goodbye to the good guy
Look what you did, now he don't care 'bout shit
Yeah, fuck that, out here feelin' dangerous
If you still feel comfortable, then I'm sorry, you ain't made it yet
Suck on her nipples like bon appé-tit
Don't tell me "Pull up" if that shit ain't wet
I got protection, I need self-defense
Pull out my weapon and empty the clip
Pa-pa-pa, that's three of my kids
Pa-pa-pa, my son and my twins
She so wet, I'll go for a swim
Girl, don't stop, let's do it again
Ayy, just because we were drunk, don't expect me to forget
If it's lust over love, then girl, we don't got shit
Got a wife checklist and I can't see you on it
But we way too young, so let's wild out in this bitch
(Ayy) Then I hit it from the back, got it clappin', pa-pa-pa-pa
(Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa)
She older than me but she call me da-da-da-da
(Da-da-da-da-da)
Missy Elliott flow gon' hit like ra-ta-ta-ta-ta
(Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta)
Your dick game Lacoste, my dick game Pra-da-da-da
(Pra-da-da-da-da) Ayy, fuck that
You might make me lose my shit
Goodbye to the good guy
Look what you did, now he don't care 'bout shit
Yeah, fuck that, out here feelin' dangerous
If you still feel comfortable, then I'm sorry, you ain't made it yet
They could never take what you came with
They're gonna try to find a thousand ways to say the same shit
But you will be different
Because it's insignificant, yet ignorant
Rich Brian was born to be rich with talents and balance
And the ability to face life challenges
Represent your artistic intelligence
Your genetic pigment, your culture, your power
Plus you'll refine it, focus your strength
Emit a laser beam wavelength
That break the chains of mental enslavement
Be amongst the brave men
Witness the modern-day kung fu
Perform this out a vocal booth
Keep shinin', keep suprisin' and energizin' the generation
Keep the 88rising, and risin' and risin'
And risin' and risin' and risin' and risin'

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