YP - Gift Wrapped lyrics
rate meYeah, aha!
Pack as loud as my speakers
Don't fuck with broke shit, me neither!
I'm gonna get mine, spit rhymes and dope lines
Watch cost about twenty bands and I told the bitch I got no time
Lights on and it's showtime
Couple choppers they're bow ties
Couple bitches, all different colours,
They ride a nigga like four times!
Never walk, I run shit, tough shit, miss me
I peddle drugs like lil kids on ten speeds
Got a problem with me, come solve it!
Thirty clip and this forty
It probably put you on that tube, don't record it!
My bitch bad and my pockets fat
I ain't trying to fuck with no Slim Fast
Pack green like Christmas trees
Take a look in my gift bags!
Hook:
Paper bags don't fold up
Still got this bono
Gift wrapped and them... up
They all gotta go go
Fuck niggas and kiss that
I got a big gun and go click clack
No police and no dispatch, aha
Just leave your gift wrapped!
I'm the plan B of this shy shit
Everybody respect it
If you flex shit, you get hectic
Catch your throat nigga, no necklace
I'm the main.. if you say so
Got real niggas on the pay role
I'm everywhere that you can't go
We'll be shooting shit like halo
Big.. more deal, killing a clan, I'll run it
If you think not, I gone it, so you better pop and start run it
I got big bank in a bank, I'm a big shark in a tank
I've been going hard in the pay
If I learn how to say nay
Hit me here all in the plain
I'll be fucking all of you hoes
I'll be dogging all of you bitches
Bearing my bone all in their throat
And these rap niggas go get it
When I fold through, better get back
If you act up, you can get black!
That leave you mother fuckers gift wrapped!
Hook:
Paper bags don't fold up
Still got this bono
Gift wrapped and them... up
They all gotta go go
Fuck niggas and kiss that
I got a big gun and go click clack
No police and no dispatch, aha
Just leave your gift wrapped!
I called him my collection, I had to see him
Most of these niggas act like bitches, call em a deal
I'm fly to death, I call him a..
And ride in front don't count if you're riding a...
I represent my clique (what?) be a...
I disrespect the MBA and I'mma be to see it
My amigo charging 36, mama mia
We met at Tucker Bell, I ordered...
Stripes nigga and I don't wear...
I only answer to God, you answer a supine
I got a plug out West, call 'em...
I get them gift wrap, they got a hell of a...
Hook:
Paper bags don't fold up
Still got this bono
Gift wrapped and them... up
They all gotta go go
Fuck niggas and kiss that
I got a big gun and go click clack
No police and no dispatch, aha
Just leave your gift wrapped!
Thanks to blacks for correcting these lyrics
