Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rapapapa, artist - Rich Brian. Album song The Sailor, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 25.07.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: 12tone, 88rising
Song language: English
Rapapapa |
| Two-faced bitches pop out when it’s dark |
| I ain’t finna waste time if I don’t feel a spark on sight |
| That pussy gon' make me wan' fight |
| Gotta go wrap it up, that pussy gon' bite |
| Eight shows and I come home for the payroll |
| Man, I got hoes that won’t ask how my day go |
| I’m a trooper, I’ma strike like a Pave Low |
| If I need some money, then I’ma make 'em (Uh) |
| Ayy (Ayy) |
| Then I hit it from the back, got it clappin', pa-pa-pa-pa |
| (Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa) |
| She older than me but she call me da-da-da-da |
| (Da-da-da-da-da) |
| Missy Elliott flow gon' hit like ra-ta-ta-ta |
| (Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta) |
| Your dick game Lacoste, my dick game Pra-da-da-da |
| (Pra-da-da-da-da) Ayy, fuck that |
| You might make me lose my shit |
| Goodbye to the good guy |
| Look what you did, now he don’t care 'bout shit |
| Yeah, fuck that, out here feelin' dangerous |
| If you still feel comfortable, then I’m sorry, you ain’t made it yet |
| Could’ve been involved and felt important 'bout yourself, but you |
| Had to rock the boat and you forgot the table turns and moves |
| Why these people 'round me rather look away than tell the truth? |
| If they tryna tell some lies on me, then I’ma tell it, too |
| All this pain in my heart, poppin' another Advil |
| Everything planned, keep actin' like it’s casual |
| Pull your pants down, we rally to the bathroom |
| Sorry, we ain’t got time to light the candles (Ayy) |
| Pussy got me singin', I forgot I was a rapper |
| Way we roleplay, feelin' like some actors |
| She don’t pop pills, only morning afters |
| (Ayy) Then I hit it from the back, got it clappin', pa-pa-pa-pa |
| (Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa) |
| She older than me but she call me da-da-da-da |
| (Da-da-da-da-da) |
| Missy Elliott flow gon' hit like ra-ta-ta-ta |
| (Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta) |
| Your dick game Lacoste, my dick game Pra-da-da-da |
| (Pra-da-da-da-da) Ayy, fuck that |
| You might make me lose my shit |
| Goodbye to the good guy |
| Look what you did, now he don’t care 'bout shit |
| Yeah, fuck that, out here feelin' dangerous |
| If you still feel comfortable, then I’m sorry, you ain’t made it yet |
| Suck on her nipples like bon appé-tit |
| Don’t tell me «Pull up» if that shit ain’t wet |
| I got protection, I need self-defense |
| Pull out my weapon and empty the clip |
| Pa-pa-pa, that’s three of my kids |
| Pa-pa-pa, my son and my twins |
| She so wet, I’ll go for a swim |
| Girl, don’t stop, let’s do it again |
| Ayy, just because we were drunk, don’t expect me to forget |
| If it’s lust over love, then girl, we don’t got shit |
| Got a wife checklist and I can’t see you on it |
| But we way too young, so let’s wild out in this bitch |
| (Ayy) Then I hit it from the back, got it clappin', pa-pa-pa-pa |
| (Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa) |
| She older than me but she call me da-da-da-da |
| (Da-da-da-da-da) |
| Missy Elliott flow gon' hit like ra-ta-ta-ta |
| (Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta) |
| Your dick game Lacoste, my dick game Pra-da-da-da |
| (Pra-da-da-da-da) Ayy, fuck that |
| You might make me lose my shit |
| Goodbye to the good guy |
| Look what you did, now he don’t care 'bout shit |
| Yeah, fuck that, out here feelin' dangerous |
| If you still feel comfortable, then I’m sorry, you ain’t made it yet |
| They could never take what you came with |
| They’re gonna try to find a thousand ways to say the same shit |
| But you will be different |
| Because it’s insignificant, yet ignorant |
| Rich Brian was born to be rich with talents and balance |
| And the ability to face life challenges |
| Represent your artistic intelligence |
| Your genetic pigment, your culture, your power |
| Plus you’ll refine it, focus your strength |
| Emit a laser beam wavelength |
| That break the chains of mental enslavement |
| Be amongst the brave men |
| Witness the modern-day Kung Fu |
| Perform this out a vocal booth |
| Keep shinin', keep suprisin' and energizin' the generation |
| Keep the 88rising, and risin' and risin' |
| And risin' and risin' and risin' and risin' |