LYRIC
Pape Lyrics by Big Yavo, music has been produced by LamarcusJ, and Pape song lyrics are penned down by Big Yavo & LamarcusJ.
Pape Lyrics
Frrt, beep
Vroom, vroom, vroom (LamarcusJ all on the beats now)
I gotta run up that munyan (The Largest)
Gigantic, humongous (Let’s go)
I’m having pape’ in my pocket (Pape’)
Pape’ in my wallet (Pape’)
Pape’ on my goddamn necklace (Pape’ on my necklace, woah)
Feel like a reff’, I’m rocking Gucci, my stripes
Hop out the car with a tape (Hope out the car with a—)
Hop out the car with that yeah
Feel like a bear (Feel like a—)
I’m dripped down in mink (Yeah)
My drip wet like a sink, Cubans blink (Blaow, blaow, blink)
You better not reach for a link (You better not reach for a—, better not)
You might hear fire ‘fore you blink
Ayy, you might hear— (Grrt, grrt, grrt) ‘fore you move
‘Fore you trip you, better tie up your shoes (You better tie ’em up)
Grab you a float ‘fore you jump in that pool, pussy (Don’t do that)
Ayy, if you don’t, you gon’ sink (You gon’ die)
For the Drac’, I’m LeBron, I’ma run to the paint (Get there)
Yeah, that Drac’ make ’em do it for Saint (Do it)
“Yavo, what you mean?” Make him dance ’til he can’t (ni**a dance)
Blaow, Drac’ still’ll make a ni**a dance, Chris Breezy (Bah)
Take too long, call my side, then I’m leaving (Then I’m gone)
Walk in the store, pick shit like I’m Reeves
Clerk told me, “Boy, you make it look easy” (Yeah)
Spent five-hundred, that just on a Beanie (Slidin’)
Got women bangin’ like a baby, that’s teething (Bah, bah)
Yo’ ni**a wish he was me, need a genie (Need a genie)
All of this shit off the head, I’m a genius (It just goes)
Havin’ racks like tennis, riding a blink, think it’s Venus
Championship ring on my pinky (Pinky)
Fly out the door, that shit stinky
Shawty say she a good girl, but when she with me, she get kinky (Get kinky)
When she with me, she get freaky (She get nasty)
Ask her what she want to eat, she say penis (She said, “Now”)
Man, these bitches just want what’s in your pants (Just want)
I’m talking dick and bands (Dick and bands)
Ayy, everyday you wake up, gotta have you a plan (Gotta get to that money)
I’m tryna ball like Lance (Ball)
Ayy, I’m tryna ball, ain’t talking ’bout no chemo (Ball)
My pockets filled with C notes (Blue strips)
Ayy, I’m ’bout my green more than peony (Peony)
These little ni**as under me, I got my feet on ’em (Got ’em all under me)
Can’t let a f*ck ni**a bring out my foot on they neck (Bring out my foot on they neck)
I caught so many plays at the rec (Let’s go)
I’m having pape’ in my pocket
Pape’ in my wallet (Pape’)
Pape’ on my goddamn necklace (Pape’ on my necklace)
Feel like a reff’, I’m rocking Gucci, my stripes
Hop out the car with a tape (Hope out the car with a—)
Hop out the car with that yeah
Feel like a bear
I’m dripped down in mink (I’m dripped down in it)
My drip wet like a sink, Cubans blink
You better not reach for a link (You better not reach for it)
You might hear fire ‘fore you blink
Ayy, you might hear— (Grrt, grrt, grrt) ‘fore you move (Bah)
‘Fore you trip you, better tie up your shoes (You better tie ’em up)
Grab you a float ‘fore you jump in that pool, pussy (Don’t do that)
Ayy, if you don’t, you gon’ sink (You gon’ sink)
For the Drac’, I’m LeBron, I’ma run to the paint (Get there)
Yeah, that Drac’ make ’em do it for Saint (Go, go, go)
“Yavo, what you mean?” Make him dance ’til he can’t
Drop a Deuce in the wind easy, then drank (Big Wock’)
It’s a purp’, but it’s soda in check (Mm-mm, Wock’, Wock’)
When she gave me head, use her shoulder and neck (Use her neck)
I really hope ni**as don’t think they a threat
Nah, for real, I hope ni**as don’t think that they scare me (Yeah, big facts)
Only ni**a that scare me, it ain’t one (No)
These ni**as must can’t bleed and take somethin’ (Take somethin’)
ni**a must think I walk ’round with BB guns (Bah, bah)
Well, boy, I was born ready, I’m just neat, son (I’m just neat, son)
I be forgetting I been robbin’, my daddy a gangster (Let’s go)
I’ll put down this switch, I can fight, I’ll spank you (Go)
Amiri my cleats, I’m sharp as a shanker (Like P)
Might as well get on yo’ head like a taper (Let’s go)
Free the bro down the road at Drapa
Servin’ this syrup, need a sponsor for maple (Need a sponser)
I been thinkin’ since leggo my Eggo (I been thinkin’)
Yeah, my vato’s don’t play ’bout his pesos (He don’t)
And that glizzy my dog like Beethoven (Yeah, I been sprayin’)
I be with my glizzy like Jefe (Frrt)
Got good dope, I’m locked in with the Eases (Locked)
Wanna ride with a boss? Baby, hop in with Yavo (Hop in)
Mamasita, she thicker than queso (Thick)
Call me papi and tell her I’m Nuevo (Call me that)
Get in the back, make her sing like J Lo
Oh my God, ni**as lame’os
I’m having pape’ in my pocket
Pape’ in my wallet
Pape’ on my goddamn necklace (Pape’ on my necklace)
Feel like a reff’, I’m rocking Gucci, my stripes
Hop out the car with a tape (Hope out the car with a—)
Hop out the car with that yeah
Feel like a bear
I’m dripped down in mink (I’m dripped down in it)
My drip wet like a sink, Cubans blink
You better not reach for a link (You better not reach for it)
You might hear fire ‘fore you blink
Ayy, you might hear— (Grrt, grrt, grrt) ‘fore you move (Bah, bah)
‘Fore you trip you, better tie up your shoes
Grab you a float ‘fore you jump in that pool, pussy (Pussy)
Ayy, if you don’t, you gon’ sink
For the Drac’, I’m LeBron, I’ma run to the paint (Get there)
Yeah, that Drac’ make ’em do it for Saint
“Yavo, what you mean?” Make him dance ’til he can’t (Yeah, ’til he can’t)
I go with Mario and ‘nem
Make a ni**a dance
Done so many raindrops
‘Til he can’t stop, haha
Ghost, I’m back
SONG INFO:
Song: Pape
Artist: Big Yavo
Music: LamarcusJ
Lyrics: Big Yavo & LamarcusJ
