a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

lirik lagu a$ap ant & paco panama - ropa dope

[intro]
(this is a dj nick exclusive)
(dj nick)

[verse 1: a$ap ant]
treat this sh~t like the mob, put his head in spaghetti (uh)
tell the label, “treat me like nike, you gotta check me” (check)
icy like hockey, look at my chain, wayne gretzky (cash)
provolone cheese, every day, countin’ fetty (countin’ fetty)
this a 41, next watch, i’m goin’ presi’ (presidential)
i was locked up, almost had to beat my celly (almost had to beat my celly)
put my youngin on, now he trappin’ out the deli (let’s get it)
the same sh~t they weigh the whales on, the pack came heavy (go)
that’s a 36, put it up, your watch petty (huh?)
i’m on fire like a hot boy, stop, drop, and roll (what?)
i told that b~tch i’m tryna f~ck, i am not your bro (no)
feel like i’m chief sosa, know i got my pole (drrt)
they like, “how you on fire?” the diamonds got me cold
soon as i put it on sale, you know that b~tch sold (it’s sold)

[interlude: paco panama]
(dj nick)
nah, for real, n~gga
you know we get it in, get it out, you dig?
yeah
[verse 2: paco panama]
broke n~ggas gon’ think broke (gon’ think broke)
if go broke, i think coke
hang a n~gga by some rope
let him think i’m f~cked up, i hit him with the rope~a~dope (haha)
that’s real mafia (that’s real mafia)
eatin’ tilapia (eatin’ tilapia, n~gga)
hold on, stop it, bruh (hold on, stop it)
this sh~t ain’t rockin’ up (this sh~t ain’t rockin’ up)
they tried to give me fifty thousand, but that’s not enough (that’s not enough, n~gga)
i give that block a rush (i give that block a rush)
yeah, this that block stuff (this that block sh~t)
might make the pot bust, n~gga (make the pot bust, n~gga, exclusive)
yeah
turn that building to the carter, sh~t, i feel like wesley (feel like nino)
tell the label, “treat me just like nike, you gotta check me” (you gotta check me)
go catch a body or sell a brick if you tryna impress me (tryna impress me)
my b~tch, she put me out even though i’m rich, she still stress me (d~mn)
i made it out, even though i sin, he still bless me (still bless me)
i feel like jimmy conway and addie joe pesci (goodfellas in this motherf~cker)
every show, we got that sh~t, my young n~gga keep it ready (youngin keep that sh~t)
we in cali, i let my b~tch ball, she lisa leslie, n~gga (she lisa leslie, n~gga)

[verse 3: a$ap ant]
ball like sheryl swoopes (cash), this a two~door coupe (huh?)
like i know magic (magic), the work go poof (david blaine)
i need m&ms (m’s), like i know proof (true)
got the fiends dancin’, chicken noodle soup
my b~tch like sue bird (sue bird), i’m like, “what’s the word?” (ayy, what’s the word?)
my forgis scr~pe the curb (d~mn), i’m like, “godd~mn” (godd~mn)
we poppin’ hot grease (we poppin’ hot grease, n~gga), my b~tch, she want a ring
she said she angel reese (she angel reese), two thousand for the feats (two thousand)
on the yacht chillin’, lookin’ at the beach (lookin’)
i know st. lunatics like i’m murphy lee (do)
if this was k!lla season (k!lla), you can call me flea (true)
like a gucci jacket, you know i keep it g (g)
[verse 4: paco panama]
if this was ’05, you would watch me on a dvd (like smack or some sh~t like that)
you gotta pay for the game, man, this sh~t ain’t free (you gotta pay for the game, n~gga)
i’m in the club, my shades dark as f~ck, i’m eazy~e (i’m the n~gga with an attitude)
and i ain’t never need a b~tch, but i’ma need that key (yeah, i’ma need that brick)

[outro]
(this is a dj nick exclusive)

- lirik lagu aap ant paco panama

Lirik lagu lainnya:

LIRIK YANG LAGI HITS MINGGU INI