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Ladies and gentlemen, this is another Papa Naj presentation
Ya feel me
Half a Xanny, half a Percocet
(I'm not wylin' yet)
I dead just blew the whole f*cking check
(I'm not wylin' yet)
I get drunk and text my ex-bitch
(I'm not wylin' yet)
I know I'm not what you expected
(I'm not wylin' yet)
I'm riding 'round with that Yoda
(I'm riding 'round with that shit)
I hope them folks don't pull me over
(I hope the boys ain't on my dick)
It's vacuum sealed so they can't smell the odor
(I'm not wylin' yet)
I do the dash, you could hear the motor
(I'm not wylin' yet)
Hey! I'm a bad man
F*ck, I'm such a klutz I'm always dropping bands
He might not could do that shit but Papa can
Baby, he might not could do that shit but Papa can
I'm a flex offender
Money on my agenda
Break her then I bend her
That ain't my baby, Brenda
Bitch I got that sweet heat, spicy chicken tender
Heard you niggas sending shots I just hit return to sender
So I just got my advance, bitches making sex advances
I am way too fly to be making train transfers
I don't even like it if I got a plane transfer
Only thing I can do is make a bank transfer
Uh, got my bands up just came from Caribana
Strippers in Toronto trynna save the last dance uh
Got my bands up, I ain't with the banter
Bitch, I'm off the weed and that lean I can't stand ya
Half a Xanny, half a Percocet
(I'm not wylin' yet)
I dead just blew the whole f*cking check
(I'm not wylin' yet)
I get drunk and text my ex-bitch
(I'm not wylin' yet)
I know I'm not what you expected
(I'm not wylin' yet)
I'm riding 'round with that Yoda
(I'm riding 'round with that shit)
I hope them folks don't pull me over
(I hope the boys ain't on my dick)
It's vacuum sealed so they can't smell the odor
(I'm not wylin' yet)
I do the dash, you could hear the motor
(I'm not wylin' yet)
Hey! I'm a bad man (Bad man!)
F*ck, I'm such a klutz I'm always dropping bands
He might not could do that shit but Papa can
Baby, he might not could do that shit but Papa can
All these drugs in my system (My system)
Girl, that pussy turned me Christian (To a Christian)
I hate when niggas play the victim (Play the victim)
If you ain't got it then go get some (Get some bands, nigga)
Hey! I'm not wylin' yet, I'm not wylin' yet
Your baby mama want my dick, she ain't too proud to beg
Hopped right on that dick and then she flew right off the bed
I got lots of weed, lot of pills, lot of meds
But I'm not wylin' yet, I'm not wylin' yet
(Glllttt! glllttt! Gang! What?)
I'm not wylin' yet (Wooo!)
Rome not wylin' yet (Wooo!)
O not wylin' yet (Wooo!)
Hev not wylin' yet, HOF not wylin' yet (Gllllltt!)
SYS not wylin' yet (Tech me up ref!)
Hey! Boy the set ain't wylin' yet
Hey! and Papa Naj ain't wylin yet
Hey! that's a bet