Rapapapa

C#m7
Two-faced bitches pop out when it's 
dark
F#6
I ain't finna waste time if I don't 
feel a spark on sight
C#m7
That pussy gon' make me wan' fight
F#6
Gotta go wrap it up, that pussy gon'
 bite
C#m7
Eight shows and I come home for the 
payroll
F#6
Man, I got hoes that won't ask how 
my day go
C#m7
I'm a trooper, I'ma strike like a 
Pave Low
F#6
If I need some money, then I'ma make
 'em (Uh)


[Chorus]
C#m7
Ayy (Ayy)
                          F#6      
Then I hit it from the back, got it
                     C#m7
 clappin', pa-pa-pa-pa

(Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa)
    F#6                          
She older than me but she call me 
          C#m7
da-da-da-da

(Da-da-da-da-da)
      F#6                       
Missy Elliott flow gon' hit like 
          C#m7
ra-ta-ta-ta

(Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta)
      F#6.                         
Your dick game Lacoste, my dick 
            C#m7
game Pra-da-da-da
                F#6
(Pra-da-da-da-da)
C#m7
Ayy, fuck that
F#6
You might make me lose my shit
C#m7
Goodbye to the good guy
F#6
Look what you did, now he don't care
 'bout shit
C#m7
Yeah, fuck that, out here feelin' 
dangerous
F#6
If you still feel comfortable, then 
I'm sorry, you ain't made it yet


[Verse 2]
C#m7                          
Could've been involved and felt 
   F#6
important 'bout yourself, but you
C#m7                          F#6
Had to rock the boat and you forgot 
the table turns and moves
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C#m7                              
Why these people 'round me rather 
F#6
look away than tell the truth?
C#m7                              
If they tryna tell some lies on 
  F#6
me, then I'ma tell it, too
C#m7
All this pain in my heart, poppin' 
another Advil
F#6
Everything planned, keep actin' like
 it's casual
C#m7
Pull your pants down, we rally to 
the bathroom
F#6                               
Sorry, we ain't got time to light 
             C#m7
the candles (Ayy)
F#6
Pussy got me singin', I forgot I was
 a rapper
C#m7
Way we roleplay, feelin' like some 
actors
F#6
She don't pop pills, only morning 
afters


[Chorus]
C#m7
Ayy (Ayy)
                          F#6      
Then I hit it from the back, got it
                     C#m7
 clappin', pa-pa-pa-pa

(Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa)
    F#6                          
She older than me but she call me 
          C#m7
da-da-da-da

(Da-da-da-da-da)
      F#6                       
Missy Elliott flow gon' hit like 
          C#m7
ra-ta-ta-ta

(Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta)
      F#6.                         
Your dick game Lacoste, my dick 
            C#m7
game Pra-da-da-da
                F#6
(Pra-da-da-da-da)
C#m7
Ayy, fuck that
F#6
You might make me lose my shit
C#m7
Goodbye to the good guy
F#6
Look what you did, now he don't care
 'bout shit
C#m7
Yeah, fuck that, out here feelin' 
dangerous
F#6
If you still feel comfortable, then 
I'm sorry, you ain't made it yet


[Verse 3]
C#m7                        
Suck on her nipples like bon 
F#6
appé-tit
C#m7                        F#6
Don't tell me "Pull up" if that shit
 ain't wet
C#m7                   
I got protection, I need 
     F#6
self-defense
C#m7                        F#6
Pull out my weapon and empty the 
clip
C#m7                        F#6
Pa-pa-pa, that's three of my kids
C#m7                        F#6
Pa-pa-pa, my son and my twins
C#m7                        F#6
She so wet, I'll go for a swim
C#m7                        F#6
Girl, don't stop, let's do it again
    C#m7                        
Ayy, just because we were drunk, 
F#6
don't expect me to forget
      C#m7                        
If it's lust over love, then girl,
F#6
 we don't got shit
       C#m7                        
Got a wife checklist and I can't 
F#6
see you on it
         C#m7                      
But we way too young, so let's wild
  F#6
 out in this bitch


[Chorus]
C#m7
Ayy (Ayy)
                          F#6      
Then I hit it from the back, got it
                     C#m7
 clappin', pa-pa-pa-pa

(Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa)
    F#6                          
She older than me but she call me 
          C#m7
da-da-da-da

(Da-da-da-da-da)
      F#6                       
Missy Elliott flow gon' hit like 
          C#m7
ra-ta-ta-ta

(Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta)
      F#6.                         
Your dick game Lacoste, my dick 
            C#m7
game Pra-da-da-da
                F#6
(Pra-da-da-da-da)
C#m7
Ayy, fuck that
F#6
You might make me lose my shit
C#m7
Goodbye to the good guy
F#6
Look what you did, now he don't care
 'bout shit
C#m7
Yeah, fuck that, out here feelin' 
dangerous
F#6
If you still feel comfortable, then 
I'm sorry, you ain't made it yet