Ayo, turn me up nigga
I be talkin' all dat shiii
I walk and talk it youknow bishh
Westside baby where the trenches is
Ridin' with a poley for our own safety
These bishes wanna suck my dick
Little hoe she kiss da top
Post game hit da Milly Rock
In a Audi with no top
Gettin' head from a lightskin thot
Blast ya leave holes in you like Swiss cheese now you rot
Mix up da gredients, Gordon Ramsey with da pots
Told her, come have a taste
Touch da steel get burnt like mase
Stay quiet they got no case
Bling bling all up on my face
Not racist, two bishes black & white
Mix up Gordons with da Sprite
Then we record stayin' lit all night
Hit up da club around past nine
Dolce my feet I'm smelling divine
She tongue out slurpin' my pagne
Through my life, I've felt hella pain
Just kept my mind on gettin' more gains
Only want money, f*ck all that fame
Late night with the Henny on my right
2bands cash, wanna spend em tonight
My brodie got the tooly tucked tight
Don't popeye with us tonight
Only hit her back if the pussy tight
Don't hit up my line if you ain't gon give me some
Baby, you ridin' or what?
Can we have a threesome my love
It's Bad Bishes Only
But I live M.O.B
It's G O D then right after family
I used to trap some earthly Gz
Trees in KGs get the cheese
I don't pop up on no pill
I just smile when I see cheese
Italy my body how I feel
Call me Sibusio Genovese
I've felt hella pain
Purple nights, purple rain
She tongue out slurpin' my pagne
Through my life, I've felt hella pain
Just kept my mind on gettin' more gains
Only want money, f*ck all that fame
Only want money nigga, f*ck all that fame
F*ck all that fame nigga
Kap 47 - My Pagne Lyrics
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English
Ayo, turn me up nigga
I be talkin' all dat shiii
I walk and talk it youknow bishh
Westside baby where the trenches is
Ridin' with a poley for our own safety
These bishes wanna suck my dick
Little hoe she kiss da top
Post game hit da Milly Rock
In a Audi with no top
Gettin' head from a lightskin thot
Blast ya leave holes in you like Swiss cheese now you rot
Mix up da gredients, Gordon Ramsey with da pots
Told her, come have a taste
Touch da steel get burnt like mase
Stay quiet they got no case
Bling bling all up on my face
Not racist, two bishes black & white
Mix up Gordons with da Sprite
Then we record stayin' lit all night
Hit up da club around past nine
Dolce my feet I'm smelling divine
She tongue out slurpin' my pagne
Through my life, I've felt hella pain
Just kept my mind on gettin' more gains
Only want money, f*ck all that fame
Late night with the Henny on my right
2bands cash, wanna spend em tonight
My brodie got the tooly tucked tight
Don't popeye with us tonight
Only hit her back if the pussy tight
Don't hit up my line if you ain't gon give me some
Baby, you ridin' or what?
Can we have a threesome my love
It's Bad Bishes Only
But I live M.O.B
It's G O D then right after family
I used to trap some earthly Gz
Trees in KGs get the cheese
I don't pop up on no pill
I just smile when I see cheese
Italy my body how I feel
Call me Sibusio Genovese
I've felt hella pain
Purple nights, purple rain
She tongue out slurpin' my pagne
Through my life, I've felt hella pain
Just kept my mind on gettin' more gains
Only want money, f*ck all that fame
Only want money nigga, f*ck all that fame
F*ck all that fame nigga
I be talkin' all dat shiii
I walk and talk it youknow bishh
Westside baby where the trenches is
Ridin' with a poley for our own safety
These bishes wanna suck my dick
Little hoe she kiss da top
Post game hit da Milly Rock
In a Audi with no top
Gettin' head from a lightskin thot
Blast ya leave holes in you like Swiss cheese now you rot
Mix up da gredients, Gordon Ramsey with da pots
Told her, come have a taste
Touch da steel get burnt like mase
Stay quiet they got no case
Bling bling all up on my face
Not racist, two bishes black & white
Mix up Gordons with da Sprite
Then we record stayin' lit all night
Hit up da club around past nine
Dolce my feet I'm smelling divine
She tongue out slurpin' my pagne
Through my life, I've felt hella pain
Just kept my mind on gettin' more gains
Only want money, f*ck all that fame
Late night with the Henny on my right
2bands cash, wanna spend em tonight
My brodie got the tooly tucked tight
Don't popeye with us tonight
Only hit her back if the pussy tight
Don't hit up my line if you ain't gon give me some
Baby, you ridin' or what?
Can we have a threesome my love
It's Bad Bishes Only
But I live M.O.B
It's G O D then right after family
I used to trap some earthly Gz
Trees in KGs get the cheese
I don't pop up on no pill
I just smile when I see cheese
Italy my body how I feel
Call me Sibusio Genovese
I've felt hella pain
Purple nights, purple rain
She tongue out slurpin' my pagne
Through my life, I've felt hella pain
Just kept my mind on gettin' more gains
Only want money, f*ck all that fame
Only want money nigga, f*ck all that fame
F*ck all that fame nigga
Writer: Sibusiso Sindane
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