| 8 slices, hundred 25 a piece
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| Playing with a little dope, I’m about my chicks
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| Source unknown but I got those
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| Hot and ready, shout out to my vados
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| Place your order and it won’t be long
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| Out the brick over right into your home
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| It’s time to eat, ding dong
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| Powder, I got them packs, Papa John
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| Millz ain’t on his shit? |
| Nah, you got it wrong
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| You can’t name a corner I ain’t poppin on
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| Double park, make sure my money right then I be gone
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| He’s on the phone with a bitch that get that sloppy one
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| Yea her ass mean but her mouth meaner
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| Spanish bitch, I make her pussy sing like Selena
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| My flow hard but I could get it soft
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| Grew up round that Snow White bitch, ain’t seen no seven dwarves
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| Fuck my money up and it’s vamanos
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| Infrared, that your crew, now you’re Domino’s
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| Your girl on my dick cause you a fuckin clown
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| Treat her pussy like my work, get it home and bust it down
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| Down down, Papa John
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| Call me Papa John
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| If he a loyal customer that’s extra toppings for him
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| But ain’t no coming down on my price though
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| Yea we cool and all that but that’s my price dog
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| 8 slices, hundred 25 a piece
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| Playing with a little dope, I’m about my chicks
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| Source unknown but I got those
|
| Hot and ready, shout out to my vados
|
| Place your order and it won’t be long
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| Out the brick over right into your home
|
| It’s time to eat, ding dong
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| Powder, I got them packs, Papa John
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| I’m a uptown nigga to the death
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| You play the stupid, make em form a line to the left
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| All the fiends know who got that killa nigga
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| We got the hood lookin like thrilla nigga
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| I like my women vintage in muskino
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| Ladylike but still swallow kids like pinot
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| Bitch I’m bout multiplyin paper, kinko
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| Sippin Rose out the bottle, with a straw like I’m Nino
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| Papi call me mi amigo
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| But mami call me papi lindo
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| She understand her role is a deliver missile
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| I cook it then I shoot her off to get it to you
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| Yea in high-school we had it locked down
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| And yet you bug with your homeboy from out of town
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| 8 slices, hundred 25 a piece
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| Playing with a little dope, I’m about my chicks
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| Source unknown but I got those
|
| Hot and ready, shout out to my vados
|
| Place your order and it won’t be long
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| Out the brick over right into your home
|
| It’s time to eat, ding dong
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| Powder, I got them packs, Papa John |