PAPOOSE lyrics : "Air It Out"
Ya'll already know what this is
Got the voice of Brooklyn, I know ya'll ^!$$%s here my footsteps out there
Aka the son of song aka the 1 point jive, ya'll know what I'm a tell ya'll now right? aka, ya'll know what I'm a say already? Papoose, Pap-poose.
@@#! the thang, air it out [x4]
Now where da hammer let's grip it, @@#! it back let's spit it, weed spot let's stick it, where da work let's flip it.
@@#! the thang, now air it out [x2]
I was sittin' on da stoop, sittin' on da stoop, sitting, on da stoop with the ruger on my side now I'm ridin' in a coup, ridin' in a coup, ridin' in a coup with the ruger on my side.
@@#! the thang, now air it out [x4]
I was on Fulton street downtown Brooklyn
Iced out so this ^!$$% keep lookin', he ain't know Pap had the scat on him, @@#! the thing back then I step to him.
@@#! the thang, now air it out [x4]
I was on Touch It Remix, man I did my thing
But I came up man %#@! done change now the one point jive is ma name, STOP! Show them how that gun bang.
@@#! the thang, now air it out [x4]
I was on 47th at a Diamond District THEN,
David Blane got ma wrist glistenin', rappas say they wanna get it in with him, when they see him they don't say %#@! to him.
@@#! the thang, now air it out [x4]
Kay-slay thugacation and P A P
Carry our guns through the industry
Talk tough then we tell you R I P
So all ya'll punk rappers stop comin' at me
@@#! the thang, now air it out [x3]
@@#! the thang, @@#! suckas!
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