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  • Papoose – The Beginning

    [Verse 1: Papoose]
    I woke up in the morning with my dick in my hand
    Morning wood God damn
    Then I brush my teeth
    I take a shower, then I eat and hit the spot
    Put on a fresh new fit
    Now I’m fly walking with a bop
    Grab the wop
    Place it on my hip, never slip
    I heard you talking shit
    But when you answer have the same energy
    Don’t answer if the call unknown
    Never Android I be on the iPhone
    I’m still the king of the underground
    Don’t fuck around
    Gotta get rid of me if you want the crown
    Lotta styles
    Before release date I get the sneakers
    Used to weigh my work on a scale like a libra
    None of ya’ll lames can fuck with Pap
    Call ’em savages and tell ’em that God’s back
    I used to ride the train with a token
    Now I’m in the droptop
    You niggas see me how I’m rolling

    [Chorus: Papoose]
    This is where New York city begins
    Cuban links, Yankee fitted hats and Timbs
    Pot holes but we still ride rims
    Every borough got beef, we ain’t got no friends
    Dope in the rice, Uncle Bens
    Doing pullups on a pole, we ain’t got no gym
    Out of towners tell ’em come on in
    Lay ’em in a blood pool hope you niggas can swim

    [Verse 2: Papoose]
    That Flex freestyle opened the door, I made an entrance
    Operation get hot again, my favorite mission
    The rappers at the top of the game afraid to listen
    Cause their entire discography just ain’t convincing
    You mumble rappers ain’t payed your dues, pay admission
    If you ain’t got it just pay half, I pay the difference
    Gun game they play it nice, I play it wicked
    Niggas know I stay with the Smith like Jada Pinkett
    Sneaking niggas think just because they creeps
    They could outsmart real niggas, fuck they think
    I leave him laying in his wake on a Monday sleep
    For coming at me sideways on a oneway street
    Niggas think that cause they be working out that they could bitch cats
    You think you could stop a bullet with your six pack
    And I heard he be telling
    Man I ain’t with that
    He work out and he snitch
    Guess that make him a gym rat

    [Chorus: Papoose]
    This is where New York city begins
    Cuban links, Yankee fitted hats and Timbs
    Pot holes but we still ride rims
    Every borough got beef, we ain’t got no friends
    Dope in the rice, Uncle Bens
    Doing pullups on a pole, we ain’t got no gym
    Out of towners tell ’em come on in
    Lay ’em in a blood pool hope you niggas can swim