Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song You Aint Built Like That, artist - Papoose. Album song You Can't Stop Destiny, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 16.07.2015
Record label: Honorable
Song language: English
You Aint Built Like That |
This is a G call |
These niggas ain’t built like that |
This is a G call |
When we make a G call, you shouldn’t answer |
Cause you ain’t a gangster, you’s a dancer |
Your dirty drawers showing boy, pull your pants up |
Deadbeat dad, the kids need pampers |
You ain’t built like that |
(You ain’t gangster) |
You ain’t built like that |
(You ain’t a murderer) |
You ain’t built like that |
Tired of hearing niggas say they’re doing it big |
But they ain’t big enough to take care of their kids |
He be on the internet shooting a vid |
Couldn’t even help his baby moms move in the crib |
Everybody swiping all over the world |
But when I was growing up, that was a hustle for girls |
I ain’t hiding, I’m riding, I ain’t running, I’m going |
I ain’t ducking, I’m bucking, homie, get shot in your stomach |
Dickriding without a helmet ain’t safe |
So all you dickriding niggas, helmet over your face |
Smack the taste out of your mouth with the nose of them eights |
Bang the hammer like the judge when he closing the case |
When they hear the shit bumping, they say, «who is that?» |
Tell them corny ass niggas Papoose is back |
I’ma keep it G real, cuz, you been wack |
Keep selling that garbage, I’ma move this crack |
When we make a G call, you shouldn’t answer |
Cause you ain’t a gangster, you’s a dancer |
Your dirty drawers showing boy, pull your pants up |
Deadbeat dad, the kids need pampers |
You ain’t built like that |
(You ain’t gangster) |
You ain’t built like that |
(You ain’t a murderer) |
You ain’t built like that |
Tell you hurry up when it’s time for thugging in the streets |
But take their time when they got a plug for you to eat |
My respect level for these suckers is the least |
Throw you with the opportunity but rush you when it’s beef |
You’s a dishwasher, cocksucker, I’m a beast |
I don’t wash dishes, I just dump them in the sink |
Make a long story short cause my summary is deep |
My loyalty is powerful, your fuckery is weak |
If you know he a snitch and you running with the creep |
You a rat, you’re only as good as the company you keep |
Innocent 'til proven guilty, alive 'til they kill me |
I’ma keep doing them dirty until they’re filthy |
A cow when it comes to the beef, they never milk me |
Body your mother, face firing, he shouldn’t have grilled me |
You don’t understand my ways, you don’t feel me |
That’s cause you’re not built like that, this how they built me |
When we make a G call, you shouldn’t answer |
Cause you ain’t a gangster, you’s a dancer |
Your dirty drawers showing boy, pull your pants up |
Deadbeat dad, the kids need pampers |
You ain’t built like that |
(You ain’t gangster) |
You ain’t built like that |
(You ain’t a murderer) |
You ain’t built like that |