Paprika lyrics

[Verse One: Sean Price]
A-yo one for the trouble
Two for the base
Stop basing 'fore you 'cause some trouble in the place, P!
God body with a extra long shotty
Who smoke a dime, a black mixed with a little Jumanji
n*ggas get quiet when the God start rhyming kid
You don't need a clock to know what motherf*cking time it is
See me now, see me later
Son do juice, hero, and some Now and Laters
Got no time for you motherf*cking haters
Rock Izod 'cause a n*gga can't afford gators
Good for a fist fight, f*ck it we can shoot five
Pull out the sixshooter and commence to shoot five
Word play's bananas, hook like a junky par
Think this sh*t nice what until you hear Monkey Barz
Underrated, upgraded, updated, emcee
Got your girl on E in my crib butt naked
Yo, you're hating me now
b*tch n*gga ranacaning on the shama cow
P!
Sadatay