lirik lagu paper lovee – i’m rollin
[intro: ynw melly]
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
young n-gga world, young n-gga way
young n-gga world, young n-gga way
[verse 1: ynw melly]
i’m rollin’, i’m rollin’
pull up with a forty, get to bustin’ at your homies
your homies, your homies
tell that b-tch come chew my d-ck like some baloney
he say that he strapped and he say that he ready, i hope that he want it
i’m straight from the jungle, i’m straight out the gutter, i’m straight from the jungle
and i am with paper lovee, whole lot of paper love
we really love the paper, we like pullin’ them capers, yeah
it’s melly baby, yeah it’s melly baby
big glock, no nothin’ three-eighty
pull up with the sticks like the navy
and you know i’m out of zone 6
i’m gon’ make that ho suck on my d-ck
and if paper them wanna f-ck that ho then we ’bout to have to run a train on her
ooh, run a train on her
go ‘head and just drop that brain on me
stupid lil b-tch i got guns, i got n-ggas with me and they all got good brains on ’em
shoot your -ss dead in your top
shoot your -ss dead in your ladder
it’s me and paper lovee, yeah he f-ck with lil melly
[verse 2: paper lovee]
big homie just threw some stain on me
water on my wrist like i got rain on me
and i know why these f-ck n-ggas hatin’ on me
’cause i’m gettin’ money, lil n-gga keep waitin’ on me
i will never stop, nah, i will never drop
sittin’ on the top all to myself n-gga
all my n-ggas up, n-gga wasn’t n0body else screamin’ but my motherf-ckin’ self n-gga
n-ggas don’t keep it real, i still help n-ggas
splashin’ on them liil n-ggas, michael phelps n-gga
still murder gang, keep two guns on me
b-tch you know that set what i rep n-gga
and i’m reppin’ that set to my death n-gga
you ain’t talkin’ paper love, you know i’m a deaf n-gga
you ain’t talkin’ paper love, speak to someone else n-gga
yeah yeah yeah yeah
[verse 3: ynw melly]
who who who, yeah i want you
suck on this d-ck, slurp it like some chicken soup
no, i’m talkin’ bicken noodle soup
i got three b-tches inside of a coupe
i got three b-tches inside of a boupe
and they wanna f-ck me ’cause we suwoop
i do not f-ck on the b-tches in cliques
stake in his head like juju
snackin’ the b-tch like um-um
i’ma cow in the p-ssy like moo
yup, lil b-tch name sushi
lil b-tch say she wanna do me
beat the b-tch inside of the jabuzzi
beat the b-tch inside of the jacuzzi
p-ssy soakin’, yeah i got her gushing
melly b-tch, your b-tch under illusion
and i’m not ‘luminati, pullin’ maserati
these b-tches gon’ f-ck ’cause i caught me a body
i caught me a body, i caught me some shawtys n-gga, yeah
pulled up on them n-ggas with a hundred rounds
if a f-ck n-gga talkin’ sh-t bro we gon’ gun him down
and lil melly from the, yeah yeah b-tch he run his town
no, i really run my town
ridin’ down with you, he run the whole d-mn 6
[verse 4: paper lovee]
run the town, run his mouth
tryna hide him, we gon’ find him, hunt him down
if we can’t catch him at the spot
catch his folks at the spot, burn it down
b-tch i’m set so you next
b-tch i’m up ‘fore you know it, i want now
pullin’ up, hoppin’ out
walkin’ up, you know we gon’ run him down
still keep that jimmy on me
they don’t think a n-gga got it, think i’m lackin’ ’cause these skinnies on me
still f-ckin’ with my whole team
and i’m ridin’ for my n-ggas every time, even when it’s on e
if a n-gga get up on me
pocket rocket on me n-gga, i’ma get him off me, him
and i’m at the beach with melly, f-ckin’ b-tches at the telly
keep a side that i’m [?], i’m the sh-t ’cause you can smell it, set
[verse 5: ynw melly]
ooh ooh, girl i’m the sh-t ’cause you smell it, that p-ssy need [?], yeah yeah
pull up with choppers and shoot at you n-gga, we convicted felons, yeah yeah
i got locked up for three years, didn’t do no f-ckin’ tellin’, whoa whoa
i never made it to college, b-tches had to expel me
i had to get it and get it and get it and get it and get it and get it
she wanna f-ck with my dog, f-ck with my dog, f-ck with my friend
yeah that’s my slime, yeah thet’s my woe, we don’t tell ’em none’ ’bout no
we gon’ pull up with them l!cks and f-ckin’ blow up on ’em, blow up on ’em
blow up on ’em, b-tch grow up on ’em
fold up on ’em, with the forty
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