Papi Nasasmen

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Papi Nasasmen

Must see
Why you frontin like you sho’nuff thorough
How many bricks you sold in every borough
My advise is get your mind out the ghetto
You don’t have enough for this bezel
So this man flex on Ohio St.
We had syringes in the Great Lakes
My killaz had 12 12’s when they wanted shake
If it’s by my safe my woman closed the gate
I know more stars than Golden State
I fucked cake when she was holding cake
The Proud Boys ain’t reloading safe
We run the city and we holding weight
I hit a block like Style P
When Nelly had it in Denali’s
In the 90’s I smoked Maui
Now they putting fentinol in ya wild weed
I don’t get high that’s on Nickey Barnes
I run the Apollo too, you’ve been warned
I fuck your chic when a nigga on
I’m Teflon yeah but I’m warm
More Skills than Skills got
On stage with a zip lock
Backstage with they disc joc
They write they songs like Slip Not
And if you want the grip hot
My sound scan used to drip pop
Everybody’s chic in a drop
You know I’m ready if I hit the spot
And she knows where I went to
BB Simon or Russell Simmons
Phillis Hyman
Sergio denim
I was in em
What a transition
Since the cathedral recognize my Christian
My Notre Dame reved up game with a piston
No sensory but they can’t see my vision
So Biggie wouldn’t have help you cuz Puff ain’t pimpin
And with a nigga he hitting
Puff is gay, aight listen
I don’t hang on Jay’s coat tail
We eat oxtails because we got mail
Who ain’t have scales that weighed a whale
Your ring always loved this Chippendale
Her real heart yo’ she won’t reveal
She’ll lie to you before you know the deal
She just trick with her sugar daddy
I owned her sugar walls and a different Cadi
22’s oh she mad at me
And LL ain’t bad as me
Now I can pick out what bag to eat
I’m like Zeke but you can zelle me
Streets of Washington Heights is what propelled me
And woman like Gabrielle just compel me
That’s why I got love for D Wade
Beyonce knows I got deep waives
Destiny’s Child is back together
And with Jay my squad was chopping up cheddar
Just did a commercial like Jack Harlow
My grandpop’s used to ride winnebego’s
Never drove a bug but had a helo
Hulu wants to sign me is the way to go
My composition tells you how to trap
And how to interact smoking on a black
Beef it up to pyramids you smoke em’ buy the pack
And like Sarah Vaugh, my ring be on that scat
I cuff a mil like an aristocrat
4 of em if you give me 20 years to stack
Super facts fuck a super friend
They was never on my level who you supping friend
I still scoop niggaz in my aunt’s benz
My lingo can blow out your conscience
The private sector the average don’t know
I forgot I to load my roscoe pico
Never shot a gun moving piliquo
I kept a quota that creep slow
All my niggaz always keep a row
Even DWade got rows like it’s took a Rico
I know Rico personally
Sent me conversary before he got freed
I scream free your mind and my nigga free
Half my homies used to live like Mobb Deep
I got that real real in my artery’s
I’m the greatest on this Songbay artistry
I used to kingpen in a Dodge with ki’s
Ask Nickey Minaj who was massaging me
Because I’m…
(hook and title)
Must see
Trust I’m Must see
Now the world wanna fuck with me
Now the world wanna fuck with me
Pass me my Certegy
They like oh must certainly
I’m, MUST SEE

must see

Play to win
I got sick of this abusive relationship
I don’t hate a bitch, so now I date a bitch
I felt the pain that Nas felt
I’m talking bout the babyseat
My Micheal Jackson bars melt
But I got do this for myself
And I don’t need nobody else
Said I got a Brietling, Stealth
Bitch leave that hate on the shelf
He won’t ate, if you knew the real you
Claiming I’m caught up in my feelings, the truth is we ain’t feeling you
Why you gotta put your hands on a man
Who gave you your life, when your loyalty is not in question
What’s going on is, that attitude and behavior shoud’ve been banned
Before you date a fan
And that shows you I’m the best in
And as a artist
You can’t wipe away my progression
This type of perfection’s made for essence
We dealing with the fact you don’t comprehend
So all that David Yurman, I ponded again
I’mma player that always play to win
And I’m yelling checkmate, I’m what she hate again
My new date’s in session
I used to break it down in sections
All she know is hatred abuse so no affection
(hook)
Seems like I’m caught up again
I’m that type of guy who play to win
Catch us by the juice bar
Fuck with her ain’t no use ya’ll

play to win

(song)To bop to
I done wrote sumthin’ for you to bop to
Rap’s Bob’s Barker
You Phil Donuhue
In any hue
Better us than them
Lamping in the millions
Or they Getting caught up in our feeling’s
You raise the roof I raise the ceiling
Or it’s the timelessness of my attitude that’s healing
It’s like convincing a fool in Liverpool
That I ain’t shot yet
And for this project rock that
I don’t even know where to stop at
I just roll with Rowland who ain’t cop yet
I just control my emotions, no funny business
With R.Kells who ain’t across country
But I don’t happen to be on the witness
Killing blacks that’s senseless
I like a princess like Temptest
The best oh yes whose fresh like it’s a fest
You know the rest it ain’t no inbetween’s
(hook)
Sumthin’ to put into your drop
I gave you something to bop to
Leaving the rap world in a state of shock
With sumthin’ to bop to

to bop to


Latest Uploads

Must see
Why you frontin like you sho’nuff thorough
How many bricks you sold in every borough
My advise is get your mind out the ghetto
You don’t have enough for this bezel
So this man flex on Ohio St.
We had syringes in the Great Lakes
My killaz had 12 12’s when they wanted shake
If it’s by my safe my woman closed the gate
I know more stars than Golden State
I fucked cake when she was holding cake
The Proud Boys ain’t reloading safe
We run the city and we holding weight
I hit a block like Style P
When Nelly had it in Denali’s
In the 90’s I smoked Maui
Now they putting fentinol in ya wild weed
I don’t get high that’s on Nickey Barnes
I run the Apollo too, you’ve been warned
I fuck your chic when a nigga on
I’m Teflon yeah but I’m warm
More Skills than Skills got
On stage with a zip lock
Backstage with they disc joc
They write they songs like Slip Not
And if you want the grip hot
My sound scan used to drip pop
Everybody’s chic in a drop
You know I’m ready if I hit the spot
And she knows where I went to
BB Simon or Russell Simmons
Phillis Hyman
Sergio denim
I was in em
What a transition
Since the cathedral recognize my Christian
My Notre Dame reved up game with a piston
No sensory but they can’t see my vision
So Biggie wouldn’t have help you cuz Puff ain’t pimpin
And with a nigga he hitting
Puff is gay, aight listen
I don’t hang on Jay’s coat tail
We eat oxtails because we got mail
Who ain’t have scales that weighed a whale
Your ring always loved this Chippendale
Her real heart yo’ she won’t reveal
She’ll lie to you before you know the deal
She just trick with her sugar daddy
I owned her sugar walls and a different Cadi
22’s oh she mad at me
And LL ain’t bad as me
Now I can pick out what bag to eat
I’m like Zeke but you can zelle me
Streets of Washington Heights is what propelled me
And woman like Gabrielle just compel me
That’s why I got love for D Wade
Beyonce knows I got deep waives
Destiny’s Child is back together
And with Jay my squad was chopping up cheddar
Just did a commercial like Jack Harlow
My grandpop’s used to ride winnebego’s
Never drove a bug but had a helo
Hulu wants to sign me is the way to go
My composition tells you how to trap
And how to interact smoking on a black
Beef it up to pyramids you smoke em’ buy the pack
And like Sarah Vaugh, my ring be on that scat
I cuff a mil like an aristocrat
4 of em if you give me 20 years to stack
Super facts fuck a super friend
They was never on my level who you supping friend
I still scoop niggaz in my aunt’s benz
My lingo can blow out your conscience
The private sector the average don’t know
I forgot I to load my roscoe pico
Never shot a gun moving piliquo
I kept a quota that creep slow
All my niggaz always keep a row
Even DWade got rows like it’s took a Rico
I know Rico personally
Sent me conversary before he got freed
I scream free your mind and my nigga free
Half my homies used to live like Mobb Deep
I got that real real in my artery’s
I’m the greatest on this Songbay artistry
I used to kingpen in a Dodge with ki’s
Ask Nickey Minaj who was massaging me
Because I’m…
(hook and title)
Must see
Trust I’m Must see
Now the world wanna fuck with me
Now the world wanna fuck with me
Pass me my Certegy
They like oh must certainly
I’m, MUST SEE

must see

Play to win
I got sick of this abusive relationship
I don’t hate a bitch, so now I date a bitch
I felt the pain that Nas felt
I’m talking bout the babyseat
My Micheal Jackson bars melt
But I got do this for myself
And I don’t need nobody else
Said I got a Brietling, Stealth
Bitch leave that hate on the shelf
He won’t ate, if you knew the real you
Claiming I’m caught up in my feelings, the truth is we ain’t feeling you
Why you gotta put your hands on a man
Who gave you your life, when your loyalty is not in question
What’s going on is, that attitude and behavior shoud’ve been banned
Before you date a fan
And that shows you I’m the best in
And as a artist
You can’t wipe away my progression
This type of perfection’s made for essence
We dealing with the fact you don’t comprehend
So all that David Yurman, I ponded again
I’mma player that always play to win
And I’m yelling checkmate, I’m what she hate again
My new date’s in session
I used to break it down in sections
All she know is hatred abuse so no affection
(hook)
Seems like I’m caught up again
I’m that type of guy who play to win
Catch us by the juice bar
Fuck with her ain’t no use ya’ll

play to win

(song)To bop to
I done wrote sumthin’ for you to bop to
Rap’s Bob’s Barker
You Phil Donuhue
In any hue
Better us than them
Lamping in the millions
Or they Getting caught up in our feeling’s
You raise the roof I raise the ceiling
Or it’s the timelessness of my attitude that’s healing
It’s like convincing a fool in Liverpool
That I ain’t shot yet
And for this project rock that
I don’t even know where to stop at
I just roll with Rowland who ain’t cop yet
I just control my emotions, no funny business
With R.Kells who ain’t across country
But I don’t happen to be on the witness
Killing blacks that’s senseless
I like a princess like Temptest
The best oh yes whose fresh like it’s a fest
You know the rest it ain’t no inbetween’s
(hook)
Sumthin’ to put into your drop
I gave you something to bop to
Leaving the rap world in a state of shock
With sumthin’ to bop to

to bop to

Hell’s Kitchen Fire
It’s intriguing how this disease that we sweep
Can keep a cabinet full, in hell’s kitchen fire B
Ever since I was a bboy, I been pro dboy
Reality rap has changed too, can’t see me no more
It’s beyond T-Painin’ and pro tools
It’s a code of ethic’s behind what we go through
Now I’m just saying it ain’t cool to smoke wools
I didn’t ever smoke UWops, but a nigga might smoke Kools
And Shallah say’s can’t get with tobacco
But as far as a sax goe, that’s as far as my facts goe
Quit to sell a fax yo, did it all in kinko’s
Tiger Woods in the hole that sink slow
This is a get money age, everybody love to do so
I was born to rap, me Alicia Sting and Manudo
Since girls rocked parasuco
I been so Castalano
Sold drugs across the Verazano
In Hell’s Kitchen where cuffies grind slow
When I bodega they don’t tell ya, got all the guns
That we move in trashbags through Washington heights
And we murder for fun
It’s no smiles being a boss
A facesmile, taste of the pape’s while
That Big 8th pile
No courtcase in a while
No freebase in her blowse
How many times I eat at Mr. Chows?
Tommy hillfiger ain’t go outta style
We just bring it on like 94’s do
We rock more substance
I just like to make the cake that’s like wow
I ensured I milk the cow
And he can’t get the milk back
I’m like Milk Dee
I make a killing and get scratch
I’m top billing B
Just know it’s thrilling we impact
More than Black Moon
Our flatspoon hustles in tact

hell's kitchen

Hell’s Kitchen Fire
Shows my
Burning desire
As I run the Castalano empire like a rim tire
I’m from dire straights
To running the empire state
Like a fly estate, I seen the light
Your homey’s wide awake
In Puma Evo sweatsuits down to mesh Troops
42nd street caused me to let loose
When I rocked a triple fat goose they won’t the truth
But Gucci bangles entangled
Make her mind right and acute
The thing is
She sent me back to the streets
But now my S&P stock market increase
The nature of the biest
As we live for the moment
In Washington heights
I sheded light like atonement
More 40 cal’s to move in them black bag’s
While I’m in my palace rocking a black durag
Trapping ain’t gone outta style
At the bodega they still brought a mild
I buy fruit and let the quarter pile
I got the cream for water house
I’m the greatest mc meaning song writer
I’m not the kind to make a bong tighter
Ya’ll biters and non writer
Drake on track but can’t resound brighter
In Hell Kitchen’s fire

hell's kitchen fire

(song) the black Warren Buffet
(ho’ho)
You ain’t televised yet
My positions be stock marketed
Beep then my Chevy outside that’s too heavy for your pies
You and the truth collide
Homocides I seen them with my own eyes
You ain’t grown yet
I got grown pies
We slide to resorts
My women with me
They on them bottles
The philosophy of henessy
The same color of my whip I was in it 10 a ki
So many bricks I enlisted in street chemistry
In fort knox had propella’s like a muthafxxxa
Just lil’ me and the well known underworld conducters
Read the warning label I’m like the instructor
And if your bitch see me
I’m Easy E like wassup bruh
See
A nigga made billions in trap money
Look at your SSI check, that means you rap funny
Your bunny just interested in our crack money
I’m with Miami Mafia that don’t interact money
I run CMB and many projects
From Marcy back to Frogsneck
The Verazano
That’s what they call me
They world revolve around me you ain’t ballin’
I dropped 4 singles that really got the groove
My hot girls was in Groove Theory
And La Smooth
I got so many connections they think I’m Con Edison
And with the mind of Fred Astaire is how I sold the medicine
Repent you’ll be content
What I spent at the mall was your whole rent
And nothing going on but the rent
Buckets mines was Gucci until I scuffed it
We run black business’s and we don’t tuck it
Like Jay I’m the black Warren Buffet

I’m the black Warren Buffet
Regulating like Warren G
I’m the wrong nigga to fxxx with
Just took a 3 thousand leather went and scuffed it
My niggaz expression’s
Gang violence and throwing up shit

(song) Warren Buffet (ho’ho)

Black Warren Buffet

I been reigning for decades, yes paid my crown
Reasoning making rounds while I’m gunning and downtown
When you see the stars they stunning, I come around
Playstation in the back of the whip and with the sound
Judgement, half of the industry on punishment
Diverted to the detention, my labels honorable mention
In the seats still gripping and what’s popping
Amg’s plenty ki’s hit the streets with ease dropping
I’m like flacka bitch, I got my doctrine
Medicine cabinets had an affair with how I’m rocking
Took her on lunch break and fxxxed her world up
She even David yurman or La pearl up
Positions and stock
Just flame on the rock
No knots in the pic
But the grip’s on top
It’s about where you at listen
fxxx where you from
Crums on the table
Now dance with the guns
Now dance with the guns
This ain’t the last resort
This ain’t the Hamptons
That ain’t nothing incomplete
All the unique bads
Roaming the streets, that’s breakdancing
When they
(song) Dance with the guns

DANCE WITH THE GUNS

Hit me with some of that
Next level dress ghetto flex bezel need a shovel, boss the corner rap
Scraps standing under the street light, who keep white
I can’t take no shorts from heads that impolite
I can’t race the rats, and I got pinched
So much h20, he in Rikers but to Princeton he could’ve went
Guns on the turn tables, signed with a label
The balance beams look equal like a cross fader
Watch the blocks and how it’s conducted when you boss player
Gulianni knew I was King of New York as major
And never slowed the ether rate by one notch
In vacant lots sold it at the chicken box
And I ain’t smoke chicken
I just wrote for pimping
The bottom line, I exurborate success in linen
The smoke is clear but the route ain’t end up
With me screwed in it, haters usually are gimmic’s
Timid around my hittaz, out to make scrilla
They never know my killers that’s how I make figures

The New Rayful
Hit me with some of that
300 mil a year with no aristocrat
Being filled in bottles I don’t sip
I will take a risk, palaties stick

THE NEW RAYFUL

My Uploads

Must see
Why you frontin like you sho’nuff thorough
How many bricks you sold in every borough
My advise is get your mind out the ghetto
You don’t have enough for this bezel
So this man flex on Ohio St.
We had syringes in the Great Lakes
My killaz had 12 12’s when they wanted shake
If it’s by my safe my woman closed the gate
I know more stars than Golden State
I fucked cake when she was holding cake
The Proud Boys ain’t reloading safe
We run the city and we holding weight
I hit a block like Style P
When Nelly had it in Denali’s
In the 90’s I smoked Maui
Now they putting fentinol in ya wild weed
I don’t get high that’s on Nickey Barnes
I run the Apollo too, you’ve been warned
I fuck your chic when a nigga on
I’m Teflon yeah but I’m warm
More Skills than Skills got
On stage with a zip lock
Backstage with they disc joc
They write they songs like Slip Not
And if you want the grip hot
My sound scan used to drip pop
Everybody’s chic in a drop
You know I’m ready if I hit the spot
And she knows where I went to
BB Simon or Russell Simmons
Phillis Hyman
Sergio denim
I was in em
What a transition
Since the cathedral recognize my Christian
My Notre Dame reved up game with a piston
No sensory but they can’t see my vision
So Biggie wouldn’t have help you cuz Puff ain’t pimpin
And with a nigga he hitting
Puff is gay, aight listen
I don’t hang on Jay’s coat tail
We eat oxtails because we got mail
Who ain’t have scales that weighed a whale
Your ring always loved this Chippendale
Her real heart yo’ she won’t reveal
She’ll lie to you before you know the deal
She just trick with her sugar daddy
I owned her sugar walls and a different Cadi
22’s oh she mad at me
And LL ain’t bad as me
Now I can pick out what bag to eat
I’m like Zeke but you can zelle me
Streets of Washington Heights is what propelled me
And woman like Gabrielle just compel me
That’s why I got love for D Wade
Beyonce knows I got deep waives
Destiny’s Child is back together
And with Jay my squad was chopping up cheddar
Just did a commercial like Jack Harlow
My grandpop’s used to ride winnebego’s
Never drove a bug but had a helo
Hulu wants to sign me is the way to go
My composition tells you how to trap
And how to interact smoking on a black
Beef it up to pyramids you smoke em’ buy the pack
And like Sarah Vaugh, my ring be on that scat
I cuff a mil like an aristocrat
4 of em if you give me 20 years to stack
Super facts fuck a super friend
They was never on my level who you supping friend
I still scoop niggaz in my aunt’s benz
My lingo can blow out your conscience
The private sector the average don’t know
I forgot I to load my roscoe pico
Never shot a gun moving piliquo
I kept a quota that creep slow
All my niggaz always keep a row
Even DWade got rows like it’s took a Rico
I know Rico personally
Sent me conversary before he got freed
I scream free your mind and my nigga free
Half my homies used to live like Mobb Deep
I got that real real in my artery’s
I’m the greatest on this Songbay artistry
I used to kingpen in a Dodge with ki’s
Ask Nickey Minaj who was massaging me
Because I’m…
(hook and title)
Must see
Trust I’m Must see
Now the world wanna fuck with me
Now the world wanna fuck with me
Pass me my Certegy
They like oh must certainly
I’m, MUST SEE

must see

Play to win
I got sick of this abusive relationship
I don’t hate a bitch, so now I date a bitch
I felt the pain that Nas felt
I’m talking bout the babyseat
My Micheal Jackson bars melt
But I got do this for myself
And I don’t need nobody else
Said I got a Brietling, Stealth
Bitch leave that hate on the shelf
He won’t ate, if you knew the real you
Claiming I’m caught up in my feelings, the truth is we ain’t feeling you
Why you gotta put your hands on a man
Who gave you your life, when your loyalty is not in question
What’s going on is, that attitude and behavior shoud’ve been banned
Before you date a fan
And that shows you I’m the best in
And as a artist
You can’t wipe away my progression
This type of perfection’s made for essence
We dealing with the fact you don’t comprehend
So all that David Yurman, I ponded again
I’mma player that always play to win
And I’m yelling checkmate, I’m what she hate again
My new date’s in session
I used to break it down in sections
All she know is hatred abuse so no affection
(hook)
Seems like I’m caught up again
I’m that type of guy who play to win
Catch us by the juice bar
Fuck with her ain’t no use ya’ll

play to win

(song)To bop to
I done wrote sumthin’ for you to bop to
Rap’s Bob’s Barker
You Phil Donuhue
In any hue
Better us than them
Lamping in the millions
Or they Getting caught up in our feeling’s
You raise the roof I raise the ceiling
Or it’s the timelessness of my attitude that’s healing
It’s like convincing a fool in Liverpool
That I ain’t shot yet
And for this project rock that
I don’t even know where to stop at
I just roll with Rowland who ain’t cop yet
I just control my emotions, no funny business
With R.Kells who ain’t across country
But I don’t happen to be on the witness
Killing blacks that’s senseless
I like a princess like Temptest
The best oh yes whose fresh like it’s a fest
You know the rest it ain’t no inbetween’s
(hook)
Sumthin’ to put into your drop
I gave you something to bop to
Leaving the rap world in a state of shock
With sumthin’ to bop to

to bop to

Hell’s Kitchen Fire
It’s intriguing how this disease that we sweep
Can keep a cabinet full, in hell’s kitchen fire B
Ever since I was a bboy, I been pro dboy
Reality rap has changed too, can’t see me no more
It’s beyond T-Painin’ and pro tools
It’s a code of ethic’s behind what we go through
Now I’m just saying it ain’t cool to smoke wools
I didn’t ever smoke UWops, but a nigga might smoke Kools
And Shallah say’s can’t get with tobacco
But as far as a sax goe, that’s as far as my facts goe
Quit to sell a fax yo, did it all in kinko’s
Tiger Woods in the hole that sink slow
This is a get money age, everybody love to do so
I was born to rap, me Alicia Sting and Manudo
Since girls rocked parasuco
I been so Castalano
Sold drugs across the Verazano
In Hell’s Kitchen where cuffies grind slow
When I bodega they don’t tell ya, got all the guns
That we move in trashbags through Washington heights
And we murder for fun
It’s no smiles being a boss
A facesmile, taste of the pape’s while
That Big 8th pile
No courtcase in a while
No freebase in her blowse
How many times I eat at Mr. Chows?
Tommy hillfiger ain’t go outta style
We just bring it on like 94’s do
We rock more substance
I just like to make the cake that’s like wow
I ensured I milk the cow
And he can’t get the milk back
I’m like Milk Dee
I make a killing and get scratch
I’m top billing B
Just know it’s thrilling we impact
More than Black Moon
Our flatspoon hustles in tact

hell's kitchen

Hell’s Kitchen Fire
Shows my
Burning desire
As I run the Castalano empire like a rim tire
I’m from dire straights
To running the empire state
Like a fly estate, I seen the light
Your homey’s wide awake
In Puma Evo sweatsuits down to mesh Troops
42nd street caused me to let loose
When I rocked a triple fat goose they won’t the truth
But Gucci bangles entangled
Make her mind right and acute
The thing is
She sent me back to the streets
But now my S&P stock market increase
The nature of the biest
As we live for the moment
In Washington heights
I sheded light like atonement
More 40 cal’s to move in them black bag’s
While I’m in my palace rocking a black durag
Trapping ain’t gone outta style
At the bodega they still brought a mild
I buy fruit and let the quarter pile
I got the cream for water house
I’m the greatest mc meaning song writer
I’m not the kind to make a bong tighter
Ya’ll biters and non writer
Drake on track but can’t resound brighter
In Hell Kitchen’s fire

hell's kitchen fire

(song) the black Warren Buffet
(ho’ho)
You ain’t televised yet
My positions be stock marketed
Beep then my Chevy outside that’s too heavy for your pies
You and the truth collide
Homocides I seen them with my own eyes
You ain’t grown yet
I got grown pies
We slide to resorts
My women with me
They on them bottles
The philosophy of henessy
The same color of my whip I was in it 10 a ki
So many bricks I enlisted in street chemistry
In fort knox had propella’s like a muthafxxxa
Just lil’ me and the well known underworld conducters
Read the warning label I’m like the instructor
And if your bitch see me
I’m Easy E like wassup bruh
See
A nigga made billions in trap money
Look at your SSI check, that means you rap funny
Your bunny just interested in our crack money
I’m with Miami Mafia that don’t interact money
I run CMB and many projects
From Marcy back to Frogsneck
The Verazano
That’s what they call me
They world revolve around me you ain’t ballin’
I dropped 4 singles that really got the groove
My hot girls was in Groove Theory
And La Smooth
I got so many connections they think I’m Con Edison
And with the mind of Fred Astaire is how I sold the medicine
Repent you’ll be content
What I spent at the mall was your whole rent
And nothing going on but the rent
Buckets mines was Gucci until I scuffed it
We run black business’s and we don’t tuck it
Like Jay I’m the black Warren Buffet

I’m the black Warren Buffet
Regulating like Warren G
I’m the wrong nigga to fxxx with
Just took a 3 thousand leather went and scuffed it
My niggaz expression’s
Gang violence and throwing up shit

(song) Warren Buffet (ho’ho)

Black Warren Buffet


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