houdini - papi goyo lyrics
me and the truth ain’t nothing between us
pray to my jesus i pack out arenas
they knew im the realest when they seen my fetus
dripping in polo i’m smoking on cheebah
in february i go costa rica
in mexico i drink manzanita
she always bring spice so i call her paprika
shouts my brazilians they in curitiba
after my workouts i hit up the steamer
then i count fetti up chill in my filas
plug sent that pack off my eyes like a demon
multiply money like i am houdini
i am low key they ain’t spot me ain’t seen me
i am a businessman profits obscene
i am not nas but i want triple beam
i am not wu but i do want the cream
i am not mob but i’m rolling in deep
my business perspective is kind of like steve’s
to get to my level the climb up is steep
i was in china for almost 3 weeks
i am not kanye but this backpack rap
i’m like mos def yes a traveling man
drinking my bottle big blunt in my hand
be this way prolly til i’m in my grave
poppin the molly the sh*t that i hate
smoke like jamaic stick to the pape
one minute that’s already late
counting my chips like i’m frito lay
it’s goyito’s way it’s the only way you p*ssy ass little motherf*ckers still lurking
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