Rx Papi - Rush Hour lyrics
[Rx Papi - Rush Hour lyrics]
Yeah, Real Rx yuh!
I walk in this bitch like Mystikal
That nigga don't sell dope that's fictional
556 go off, get rid of you
The opps at home like, "Papi
We sick of you" my niggas spin the block
They'll shoot up the visual
He let off 5, my nigga let 10 loose
I crack a pint and wonder
"What would pimp do?"
Walk in this bitch like Ip Man and shih tzu
Won't be complicated, it could all be simple
I walk in this bitch like, what's the issue?
Fuck you and the nigga who sent you
I'm cooking crack with dirty utensils
This Ol' funny ass B
I'm gettin' higher than Bun B
DJ Screw and P-A T
Dog nigga like Project P-a-t
My Glock look just like crunchy black
If that nigga punch you then punch him back
If you can't beat him, then get the strap
Or drop the bag and get him whacked
I'm not drinking no Hennessy
I will up the glick, put a bitch to sleep
I dropped the wock in green leaf tea
Me and my bitch like Coco and Ice T
I put a deuce inside a ice tea
High out my mind, bitch, I might be
Just pushed the button
The Audi don't need keys
The Drac sing like Alicia Keys
Beat a nigga block, Swiss Beatz
You never heard when he
Dropped like Memph Bleek
I walk in this bitch like the young gunz
Judge say I'm just another a
Nigga wit' a gun
Pick up my phone like "What
The fuck you want?"
"Unc, where my fuckin' funds?"
You gon' make me fuck you up
He said, "Pap you a fuckin' bum"
Wockeisha left me with a gut
When shit wrong, feel it in my gut
And when I get that feeling in my gut
That's when I pull the pistol from my gut
I don't care that she got a big butt
I will still stick this bitch up
They like, "Damn, Pap
That's how you give it up"
Pistol to her lace front, bet she give it up
I put that on my momma, I am not one of them
My bitch get nasty like Lil Kim
My bitch did more time than Lil Kim
These niggas move like lil Fizz
I walk in this bitch like Sugar Shane
I'm the real lowdown dirty Shane
Big ass barrel on a nigga brain
Bitch, do it look like I'm playin' games?
I got pulled over, they asked me for my name
I'm high as fuck, I told them John Wayne
I walk in this bitch like John Wayne
I don't know shit about John Wayne
Chris Tucker said that shit in Rush Hour
That's the only time I heard about him
These niggas broke wit' all kind of problems
He so broke, he'll rob his baby momma
Walk in this bitch like Roberto Duran
He front me work, never heard from me again
I got two big ass FN's
I nicknamed 'em "the sauce twinz"
They say "Pap, you a crazy man"
I got more Drakes than a Canadian
You said it once, nigga say it again
I'll break every bone in your fucking chin
These niggas know what the fuck it is
They on 6, they not on 10
When you see Pap, I'm on 10
All my opps could suck a dick!
I walk in this bitch like Mystikal
That nigga don't sell dope that's fictional
556 go off, get rid of you
The opps at home like, "Papi
We sick of you" my niggas spin the block
They'll shoot up the visual
He let off 5, my nigga let 10 loose
I crack a pint and wonder
"What would pimp do?"
Walk in this bitch like Ip Man and shih tzu
Won't be complicated, it could all be simple
I walk in this bitch like, what's the issue?
Fuck you and the nigga who sent you
I'm cooking crack with dirty utensils
This Ol' funny ass B
I'm gettin' higher than Bun B
DJ Screw and P-A T
Dog nigga like Project P-a-t
My Glock look just like crunchy black
If that nigga punch you then punch him back
If you can't beat him, then get the strap
Or drop the bag and get him whacked
I'm not drinking no Hennessy
I will up the glick, put a bitch to sleep
I dropped the wock in green leaf tea
Me and my bitch like Coco and Ice T
I put a deuce inside a ice tea
High out my mind, bitch, I might be
Just pushed the button
The Audi don't need keys
The Drac sing like Alicia Keys
Beat a nigga block, Swiss Beatz
You never heard when he
Dropped like Memph Bleek
I walk in this bitch like the young gunz
Judge say I'm just another a
Nigga wit' a gun
Pick up my phone like "What
The fuck you want?"
"Unc, where my fuckin' funds?"
You gon' make me fuck you up
He said, "Pap you a fuckin' bum"
Wockeisha left me with a gut
When shit wrong, feel it in my gut
And when I get that feeling in my gut
That's when I pull the pistol from my gut
I don't care that she got a big butt
I will still stick this bitch up
They like, "Damn, Pap
That's how you give it up"
Pistol to her lace front, bet she give it up
I put that on my momma, I am not one of them
My bitch get nasty like Lil Kim
My bitch did more time than Lil Kim
These niggas move like lil Fizz
I walk in this bitch like Sugar Shane
I'm the real lowdown dirty Shane
Big ass barrel on a nigga brain
Bitch, do it look like I'm playin' games?
I got pulled over, they asked me for my name
I'm high as fuck, I told them John Wayne
I walk in this bitch like John Wayne
I don't know shit about John Wayne
Chris Tucker said that shit in Rush Hour
That's the only time I heard about him
These niggas broke wit' all kind of problems
He so broke, he'll rob his baby momma
Walk in this bitch like Roberto Duran
He front me work, never heard from me again
I got two big ass FN's
I nicknamed 'em "the sauce twinz"
They say "Pap, you a crazy man"
I got more Drakes than a Canadian
You said it once, nigga say it again
I'll break every bone in your fucking chin
These niggas know what the fuck it is
They on 6, they not on 10
When you see Pap, I'm on 10
All my opps could suck a dick!