Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wrappin & Shippin, artist - HoodRich Pablo Juan. Album song Designer Drugz, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.03.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Hoodrich, MONY POWR RSPT
Song language: English
Wrappin & Shippin |
Straight from the projects to Phipps Plaza |
Ten thousand dollars on Balenciaga |
Got the Feds looking for me, Ferragamo |
They follow the blood on my red bottoms |
I walk through the hood like I’m Pablo Zanotti |
Bought a new Rolex, no illuminati |
Spending two burners like it’s Kawasaki |
Pull out the drop, so we working Hibachi |
They wrap it and ship it, they wrap it and ship it |
They wrap it and ship it, they wrap it and ship it |
They wrap it and ship it, they wrap it and ship it |
They wrap it and ship it, they wrap it and ship it |
I don’t gotta measure walking in Jeffreys |
I spent my extras on Giuseppe steppers |
They know my name in rotators and |
From the ceilings and the re-rock oppressors |
I play with the gwap like I’m Hugh Hefner |
Mui Mui shade, get your shit together |
I went to Africa, came back with a bezel |
Ferragamo on the way, they arrest her |
Give me a brick, I’ma turn it to three |
I’m Fabo, betcha can’t do it like me |
The shipment is cheap, sharper than the crease |
Givenchy specific expensive feet |
I checked on IG |
Mason Margiela done mentioned me |
Tommy Hillfiger thinking about lynching me |
Cartier, R.I.P. |
to Pimp C |
Still sitting in the skirt in with work with DC |
Fuck the feds and my enemies |
Thinking like 2Pac, I’m ready to die like I’m Biggie |
Guap, hold the chopper, he gon' take nigga with me |
the vibe and skurted the whip |
We rocking and selling hoes, that’s how we flip it |
Little nigga, mind your business |
I’m feeding my foes, they bleeding and cripping |
Straight from the projects to Phipps Plaza |
Ten thousand dollars on Balenciaga |
Got the Feds looking for me, Ferragamo |
They follow the blood on my red bottoms |
I walk through the hood like I’m Pablo Zanotti |
Bought a new Rolex, no illuminati |
Spending two burners like it’s Kawasaki |
Pull out the drop, so we working Hibachi |
They wrap it and ship it, they wrap it and ship it |
They wrap it and ship it, they wrap it and ship it |
They wrap it and ship it, they wrap it and ship it |
They wrap it and ship it, they wrap it and ship it |
See, I remember long nights when they were knocking at the door |
Nine shows and we dabbing in them foreign expensive clothes |
Niggas sold a lot of weed like the motion picture Blow |
Now a nigga fucking on all of these hoes |
I’m walking in with the Margiela toe |
No, I will not be a witness |
Red bottom, fuck the forensics |
Call and she’ll take |
Designers on thr face |
Mixing lean, got two cups |
Straight from the hood, does that feel |
Been having them chops, that’s on me |
So you know a nigga got ten clips |
Pablo and Guapo |
Still might order a truckload |
Designer shit and narcotics |
That money want, we got it |
Shit on everybody, Yo Gotti |
We hopping out in Zanotti |
We hopping out in Cavalli, bitch |
Straight from the projects to Phipps Plaza |
Ten thousand dollars on Balenciaga |
Got the Feds looking for me, Ferragamo |
They follow the blood on my red bottoms |
I walk through the hood like I’m Pablo Zanotti |
Bought a new Rolex, no illuminati |
Spending two burners like it’s Kawasaki |
Pull out the drop, so we working Hibachi |
They wrap it and ship it, they wrap it and ship it |
They wrap it and ship it, they wrap it and ship it |
They wrap it and ship it, they wrap it and ship it |
They wrap it and ship it, they wrap it and ship it |