Rapapapa (feat. RZA)

Two faced bitches pop out when it's dark
 I ain't finna waste time if I don't feel a spark on sight
 That pussy gon' make me wan' fight
 Gotta go, wrap it up, that pussy gon' bite
 Eight shows and I come home for the payroll
 Man, I got hoes that won't ask how my day go
 I'ma trooper, I'ma strike like a Pave Low
 If I need some money, then I'ma make 'em, uh
 Ayy (Ayy)
 Then I hit it from the back, got it clappin', pa-pa-pa-pa (Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa)
 She older than me but she call me da-da-da-da (Da-da-da-da-da)
 Missy Elliott flow gon' hit like ra-ta-ta-ta-ta (Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta)
 Your dick game Lacoste, my dick game, pra-da-da-da (Pra-da-da-da-da)
 Ayy, fuck that, you might make me lose my shit
 Goodbye to the good guy
 Look what you did, now he don't care 'bout shit
 Yeah, fuck that, out here feelin' dangerous
 If you still feel comfortable, then I'm sorry, you ain't made it yet
 Could've been involved and felt important 'bout yourself
 But you had to rock the boat and you forgot the table turns and moves
 Why these people 'round me rather look away than tell the truth?
 If they tryna tell some lies on me, then I'ma tell it, too
 All this pain in my heart, poppin' another Advil
 Everything planned, keep actin' like it's casual
 Pull your pants down, we rally to the bathroom
 Sorry, we ain't got time to light the candles (Ayy)
 Pussy got me singin', I forgot I was a rapper
 Way we roleplay, feelin' like some actors
 She don't pop pills, only morning afters
 (Ayy) Then I hit it from the back, got it clappin', pa-pa-pa-pa (Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa)
 She older than me but she call me da-da-da-da (Da-da-da-da-da)
 Missy Elliott flow gon' hit like ra-ta-ta-ta-ta (Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta)
 Your dick game Lacoste, my dick game pra-da-da-da (Pra-da-da-da-da)
 Ayy, fuck that, you might make me lose my shit
 Goodbye to the good guy
 Look what you did, now he don't care 'bout shit
 Yeah, fuck that, out here feelin' dangerous
 If you still feel comfortable, then I'm sorry, you ain't made it yet
 Suck on her nipples like bon appé-tit
 Don't tell me "Pull up" if that shit ain't wet
 I got protection, I need self-defense
 Pull out my weapon and empty the clip
 Pa-pa-pa, that's three of my kids
 Pa-pa-pa, my son and my twins
 She so wet, I'll go for a swim
 Girl, don't stop, let's do it again
 Ayy, just because we were drunk, don't expect me to forget
 If it's lust over love, then girl, we don't got shit
 Got a wife checklist and I can't see you on it
 But we way too young, so let's wild out in this bitch
 (Ayy) Then I hit it from the back, got it clappin', pa-pa-pa-pa (Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa)
 She older than me but she call me da-da-da-da (Da-da-da-da-da)
 Missy Elliott flow gon' hit like ra-ta-ta-ta-ta (Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta)
 Your dick game Lacoste, my dick game Pra-da-da-da (Pra-da-da-da-da)
 Ayy, fuck that, you might make me lose my shit
 Goodbye to the good guy
 Look what you did, now he don't care 'bout shit
 Yeah, fuck that, out here feelin' dangerous
 If you still feel comfortable, then I'm sorry, you ain't made it yet
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 They could never take what you came with
 They're gonna try to find a thousand ways to say the same shit
 But you will be different
 Because it's insignificant, yet ignorant
 Rich Brian was born to be rich with talents and balance
 And the ability to face life challenges
 Represent your artistic intelligence
 Your genetic pigment, your culture, your power
 Plus you'll refine it, focus your strength
 Emit a laser beam wavelength
 That break the chains of mental enslavement
 Be amongst the brave men
 Witness the modern-day kung fu
 Perform this out a vocal booth
 Keep shinin', keep suprisin' and energizin' the generation
 Keep the 88rising, and risin' and risin'
 And risin' and risin' and risin' and risin'