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Papoose (rapper)( Shamele Mackie )
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That's My Word
That man in that mirror never gonna lie That's my word, everything gonna multiply Whole team with me and everybody gonna ride We ain't gonna stop till that money stacks sky high
That's my word, nigga, that's my word Nigga, that's my word, that's my word Nigga, that's my word, nigga, that's my word That's my word, nigga, that's my word Nigga, that's my word, that's my word Nigga, that's my word, nigga, that's my word
Stacking that paper, nigga, that's my word Candy in a white cup that's not stirred Begging that your Maybach make that straight crack work like ASAP word They fuck boys, nigga, ain't my turf Niggas don't know, homie, they gonna learn Bring another gray back, bubble like an air mattress Wrap the Ciroc, rap, that's my word Cadillac pack, in that lack I swerve Your girl on my lime and she get on my nerve Pulling on her ponytail, she can suck a joint well Sent her to the voicemail, she got curve Put the cocaine on the stove, let it burn You dance in the pot like you got served If rap was a crime never asked for the time I'mma two-time felon, nigga, this my turf
That man in that mirror never gonna lie That's my word, everything gonna multiply Whole team with me and everybody gonna ride We ain't gonna stop till that money stacks sky high
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Spitting that fire, that primal desire since the day when I first came out Now all these niggas hating, they do it for ratings but what's all that hating about? Meanwhile I'm stacking my bread, I'm scratching my head like maybe they hate the amount Damn, I think like, 'sheesh, they called the police soon as I start banging it out' Notice they calling me this and they calling me that, man, these lames even say I'm a slouch Always been sick with the lyrics, they thought I was finished but now I'm creating a doubt I can admit that I took a fall over the years but that ain't what this game is about Ain't about how you falling, it's about how you get up, motherfucker, I'm up for the count Can't even eat my dinner, I'm leaving my living room soon as I lay on the couch Get an email or text, if they ain't hating me they hate on the name on my spouse Most of these niggas be hating, they only embracing the news I just made in the south Never mistake it, this nigga might not get his shaking, you faking, we shaking it out
That man in that mirror never gonna lie That's my word, everything gonna multiply Whole team with me and everybody gonna ride We ain't gonna stop till that money stacks sky high
That's my word, nigga, that's my word Nigga, that's my word, that's my word Nigga, that's my word, nigga, that's my word That's my word, nigga, that's my word Nigga, that's my word, that's my word Nigga, that's my word, nigga, that's my word
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