Papoose - Major Distribution lyrics

rate me

I empty four up the four four

I’m sick with them haters

I hit you with a four clip, fool, like Angie Martinez

I don’t start, I finish it, that’s just my demeanor

I never stop like ball players who sit on the bleachers

Seen this nigga with two chains, I couldn’t believe this

Told my man I’m ‘bout to go get every slip, and I need this

I rain upon them with wide eyes, gripping the meanest

I told ‘em, nigga, give it to me or give it to Jesus

I’m in the hood playing the keys, I live with them keepers

While you butt head niggas is probably living with beavers

Your whole squad, nothing but broads, clique full of divas

I know bitches realer than y’all, you niggas is skeezers

Y’all be sending information when they send ‘em subpoenas

That’s why you fool like to grub in my fridge, in my freezer

Look in my eye when it come to that four, five

Bust it baby, bust it baby, just like flies

Handle my ham and banana, cut and I’ll jam you

Hate a man with no manners, I’ll slap a man with a slammer

Uncle Sam not a planner, kill your man with a camera

Jam your mess up in cannons, go away and land up in Canada

Drop a bandana, wave in scrambles and gambles, give it the pan handlers

I plan to ban us from Atlanta to Tampa

These niggas is animated, like Hanna Barbera

Blood in your mouth to end you, Lance can’t understand you

My man Mr. Influence you got more holes than Santa

‘Cause he making reindeer like Rudolph and Prancer

If you a fan of my grandma it’s not a minute you’re scared of

‘Cause you’re always prepared to

Use your antenna strong as the hand of Montana

You gotta cancel the cancer, misty like Mona Lisa

Hot as a pen in my kettle, though these… are hitlers

Yes, I am the commander, you only check with my…

I’m deep as a black panther

‘Cause there’s nothing more clearer than a man in a mirror

What was good for the goose ain’t always good for the gander