Octavian, Skepta - Papi Chulo lyrics
Skepta [Joseph Olaitan Adenuga Jr.] Tottenham, London, England, U.K. 🇬🇧
[Octavian, Skepta - Papi Chulo lyrics]
(Bricks, this shit finna kill these niggas)
(Go Grizz, Kio, Kio)
Uh, met this pretty ting, nice to meet you
Mucho gusto
Sweeter than a churro, she call me Papi Chulo
Yeah, I'm single, baby girl
But how 'bout you though?
Tryna make you my number one
Tryna make you my numero uno
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet-sweet
Sweet, sweet-sweet, sweet, sweet
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
Sweet, sweet, sweet-sweet
Sweet, sweet-sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
She's sexy, I'm in love with her brain, man
She's stuck on my mind
She only speaks when she has an epiphany
Kind of girl you wanna fuck all the time
Ride me like I'm Ginuwine
I suck on her nipples, she's suckin' on mine
She told me "Hit it from behind"
I stroke it, I pull out, i cum on her spine
Uh, I think that I found me a keeper
Por favor mamacita
Let's do it like Mickey and Mallory
Get you some ice to go with your tequila
I just bought a Rolex
Broke it in half 'cause this one's a creeper
We sippin' liquor by the litre
Pussy so good it put me in a sleeper
When I look left in the morning
There's a bitch who's tryna stay
(Who are you?) did we smash or not? Man
I don't recognise her face (Who are you?)
I don't need your talkin' or
Your weed you're tryna blaze (No)
Me and Skep linked up and now
We're dancin' in the rave (O oh)
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet-sweet
Sweet, sweet-sweet, sweet, sweet
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
Sweet, sweet, sweet-sweet
Sweet, sweet-sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
Came out of the car, and
Your bitch, she said, "Hola"
I'm smoking cigars and I'm drinking Coronas
And I met this bitch who
Was dressed up in Rosa
I tell her, "Come here
Girl you're very hermosa"
Tengo dinero, forget your man
Come outside, step, man, and look at my dance
Some tequila, man, I'm droppin' my bands
Take the weed off me, man
I'm droppin' my bands
That bitch is way too fire (Woah)
Where the hell did I find her? (M-m-m)
Man, it's hard to describe her (yeah)
Other bitches don't like her (Woah)
It's 'cause she's gettin' all designer (yeah)
Mm, it's a minor (Woah)
Your other man, he's tired (yeah)
Fuck him and then climb up (Dancing)
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
(You got me dancing)
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet-sweet
Sweet, sweet-sweet, sweet, sweet
(Money dancing) sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
Sweet, sweet, sweet-sweet
(You got me dancing)
Sweet, sweet-sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
(Go Grizz, Kio, Kio)
Uh, met this pretty ting, nice to meet you
Mucho gusto
Sweeter than a churro, she call me Papi Chulo
Yeah, I'm single, baby girl
But how 'bout you though?
Tryna make you my number one
Tryna make you my numero uno
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet-sweet
Sweet, sweet-sweet, sweet, sweet
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
Sweet, sweet, sweet-sweet
Sweet, sweet-sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
She's sexy, I'm in love with her brain, man
She's stuck on my mind
She only speaks when she has an epiphany
Kind of girl you wanna fuck all the time
Ride me like I'm Ginuwine
I suck on her nipples, she's suckin' on mine
She told me "Hit it from behind"
I stroke it, I pull out, i cum on her spine
Uh, I think that I found me a keeper
Por favor mamacita
Let's do it like Mickey and Mallory
Get you some ice to go with your tequila
I just bought a Rolex
Broke it in half 'cause this one's a creeper
We sippin' liquor by the litre
Pussy so good it put me in a sleeper
When I look left in the morning
There's a bitch who's tryna stay
(Who are you?) did we smash or not? Man
I don't recognise her face (Who are you?)
I don't need your talkin' or
Your weed you're tryna blaze (No)
Me and Skep linked up and now
We're dancin' in the rave (O oh)
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet-sweet
Sweet, sweet-sweet, sweet, sweet
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
Sweet, sweet, sweet-sweet
Sweet, sweet-sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
Came out of the car, and
Your bitch, she said, "Hola"
I'm smoking cigars and I'm drinking Coronas
And I met this bitch who
Was dressed up in Rosa
I tell her, "Come here
Girl you're very hermosa"
Tengo dinero, forget your man
Come outside, step, man, and look at my dance
Some tequila, man, I'm droppin' my bands
Take the weed off me, man
I'm droppin' my bands
That bitch is way too fire (Woah)
Where the hell did I find her? (M-m-m)
Man, it's hard to describe her (yeah)
Other bitches don't like her (Woah)
It's 'cause she's gettin' all designer (yeah)
Mm, it's a minor (Woah)
Your other man, he's tired (yeah)
Fuck him and then climb up (Dancing)
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
(You got me dancing)
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet-sweet
Sweet, sweet-sweet, sweet, sweet
(Money dancing) sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
Sweet, sweet, sweet-sweet
(You got me dancing)
Sweet, sweet-sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet