This shit is a joke, I swear I ain't tryin' no more
I be walkin' on songs
Spend a lot on the coat
The one you can't find in no mall, ain't no tryin' it on
Spend a night with your hoe
And I make her lie to you dog, and I let her go
Give a whole lot of shots, they ever approach
Got a whole lot of za, it's too hard to smoke
I'm not a regular guy
In the back of the back of the coupe with a dime
This ain't no regular drop
Swervin', she mopping' convertible top
I don't want her to stop, in the booth I dont try
Now your girl wanna vibe
These niggas rappin' that nonsense
Whole lot of kizzy I'm not convinced
I took the girl of your life, got put on the side
And then I forgot the bitch
And I know that that shit wasn't right
But you ever try, then you know the consequence
Whole lot of thotties its lots to pick
What type of drug are you tryin' to get
I done made me a profit and I made a flip
Make your lady intoxicate over the dick
An Arabian, thot I ain't think I could get
Made a vow to get rich
F*ck all the talk, you ain't takin' the risk
Better hop out and, pop out and keep you a stick
We gon' hop in, a drop top and speed on the pigs
We gon' pull up like pop-pop and you in a ditch
And they know I'm the one and they tryin' to be it
And, you know it's a goal to put ice on your fist
Your bitch in my control wine and dine in the crib
She don't want it to end, but I want her friend
You either die with a hoe or you die with a grip
Better, not find out you told no condoning a snitch
We don't care who it is
I'm about to walk on this shit once again
And I don't use a pen
Popping my collar just like I'm a pimp
Got a whole lot of dollars, I don't need a lend
I just dog on your thot and then I'ma forget
This shit is a joke, I swear I ain't tryin' no more
I be walkin' on songs
Spend a lot on the coat
The one you can't find in no mall, ain't no tryin' it on
Spend a night with your hoe
And I make her lie to you dog, and I let her go
Give a whole lot of shots, they ever approach
Got a whole lot of za, it's too hard to smoke
I'm not a regular guy
In the back of the back of the coupe with a dime
This ain't no regular drop
Swervin', she mopping' convertible top
I don't want her to stop, in the booth I dont try
Now your girl wanna vibe
These niggas rappin' that nonsense
Whole lot of kizzy I'm not convinced
Papa The Walker - Not Convinced Lyrics
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This shit is a joke, I swear I ain't tryin' no more
I be walkin' on songs
Spend a lot on the coat
The one you can't find in no mall, ain't no tryin' it on
Spend a night with your hoe
And I make her lie to you dog, and I let her go
Give a whole lot of shots, they ever approach
Got a whole lot of za, it's too hard to smoke
I'm not a regular guy
In the back of the back of the coupe with a dime
This ain't no regular drop
Swervin', she mopping' convertible top
I don't want her to stop, in the booth I dont try
Now your girl wanna vibe
These niggas rappin' that nonsense
Whole lot of kizzy I'm not convinced
I took the girl of your life, got put on the side
And then I forgot the bitch
And I know that that shit wasn't right
But you ever try, then you know the consequence
Whole lot of thotties its lots to pick
What type of drug are you tryin' to get
I done made me a profit and I made a flip
Make your lady intoxicate over the dick
An Arabian, thot I ain't think I could get
Made a vow to get rich
F*ck all the talk, you ain't takin' the risk
Better hop out and, pop out and keep you a stick
We gon' hop in, a drop top and speed on the pigs
We gon' pull up like pop-pop and you in a ditch
And they know I'm the one and they tryin' to be it
And, you know it's a goal to put ice on your fist
Your bitch in my control wine and dine in the crib
She don't want it to end, but I want her friend
You either die with a hoe or you die with a grip
Better, not find out you told no condoning a snitch
We don't care who it is
I'm about to walk on this shit once again
And I don't use a pen
Popping my collar just like I'm a pimp
Got a whole lot of dollars, I don't need a lend
I just dog on your thot and then I'ma forget
This shit is a joke, I swear I ain't tryin' no more
I be walkin' on songs
Spend a lot on the coat
The one you can't find in no mall, ain't no tryin' it on
Spend a night with your hoe
And I make her lie to you dog, and I let her go
Give a whole lot of shots, they ever approach
Got a whole lot of za, it's too hard to smoke
I'm not a regular guy
In the back of the back of the coupe with a dime
This ain't no regular drop
Swervin', she mopping' convertible top
I don't want her to stop, in the booth I dont try
Now your girl wanna vibe
These niggas rappin' that nonsense
Whole lot of kizzy I'm not convinced
I be walkin' on songs
Spend a lot on the coat
The one you can't find in no mall, ain't no tryin' it on
Spend a night with your hoe
And I make her lie to you dog, and I let her go
Give a whole lot of shots, they ever approach
Got a whole lot of za, it's too hard to smoke
I'm not a regular guy
In the back of the back of the coupe with a dime
This ain't no regular drop
Swervin', she mopping' convertible top
I don't want her to stop, in the booth I dont try
Now your girl wanna vibe
These niggas rappin' that nonsense
Whole lot of kizzy I'm not convinced
I took the girl of your life, got put on the side
And then I forgot the bitch
And I know that that shit wasn't right
But you ever try, then you know the consequence
Whole lot of thotties its lots to pick
What type of drug are you tryin' to get
I done made me a profit and I made a flip
Make your lady intoxicate over the dick
An Arabian, thot I ain't think I could get
Made a vow to get rich
F*ck all the talk, you ain't takin' the risk
Better hop out and, pop out and keep you a stick
We gon' hop in, a drop top and speed on the pigs
We gon' pull up like pop-pop and you in a ditch
And they know I'm the one and they tryin' to be it
And, you know it's a goal to put ice on your fist
Your bitch in my control wine and dine in the crib
She don't want it to end, but I want her friend
You either die with a hoe or you die with a grip
Better, not find out you told no condoning a snitch
We don't care who it is
I'm about to walk on this shit once again
And I don't use a pen
Popping my collar just like I'm a pimp
Got a whole lot of dollars, I don't need a lend
I just dog on your thot and then I'ma forget
This shit is a joke, I swear I ain't tryin' no more
I be walkin' on songs
Spend a lot on the coat
The one you can't find in no mall, ain't no tryin' it on
Spend a night with your hoe
And I make her lie to you dog, and I let her go
Give a whole lot of shots, they ever approach
Got a whole lot of za, it's too hard to smoke
I'm not a regular guy
In the back of the back of the coupe with a dime
This ain't no regular drop
Swervin', she mopping' convertible top
I don't want her to stop, in the booth I dont try
Now your girl wanna vibe
These niggas rappin' that nonsense
Whole lot of kizzy I'm not convinced
Writer: Papa Walker
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