Papa John’s lyrics

by

Nas


[Producer Tags]
Finny Music
Tre
Wet Dreams Productions

[Intro: Jeffy]
Yeah daddy, I'm paper chasin' and pus*y tastin'!

[Verse 1: FinnyFromFlickr]
Finny back with the heat again (ooh)
Splitting her legs like a dividend (ooh)
Weed got my eyes Asian tightened (ooh)
All I see is irrelevance (ooh)
On your main chick, I am fingerin' (ooh)
Yeah she super white like Caliban (uh)
Not that white, cause she kinda tanned (uh)
Shoutout Eric Andre, Salad Man
I am bringing bombs, no Muslim ban (ow)
All of your lines be hella bland (bleh)
Mumble rapping, no, I'm not a fan (not a fan)
Yall dude weak like castles sand (sand castles)
I don't do coke, no percs or xans (xannies)
I just have fun, like I'm supposed to (ooh)
Now here's the hook, like a nose jew

[Pre-Hook: FinnyFromFlickr]
Uh, lemme get a......

[Hook: FinnyFromFlickr]
Papa John's
Papa John's
Papa John's
Papa John's
Papa John's
Papa John's
Papa John's
Ooh, yah
Papa John's
Papa John's
Papa John's
Papa John's
Papa John's
Papa John's
Ooh, yah
Papa John's

[Verse 2: Yung Fruit$nak]
I don't have tell you I'm real 
That I c*m for Sun Hill 
Everybody know the deal 
Disrespect me, feel the steel 
Near me fear is what they feel
Can't destroy nothing I build 
When I go, I go for kill 
You can tell easily, I'm ill 
Believe me, your blood gon' spill 
Make a few steps back and chill 
Go relax or take a pill
Y'all dudes be salty like dill
I'm popping pills like I'm Bill
Grab on her titties, I feel
I'll hang you by window sill
Independent like I'm Will
I got this locked like Meek Mill
Your girl be ugly like Jill
I told y'all I am for real
You said you big, boy, big deal
I keep on making big bills
Boy, are you tryna get killed?
Boy, mess with me, you're next kill!
Yah, yuh yuh
I still live for the night
Have to see the light
But I live for the night
Tryna get on that flight
And my stuff be so tight
Got loudpacks, that is no lie
Imma get there, why wouldn't I try?
I want to get rich before I die
Gotta get that money why only know I
Cause I don't wanna see my mama cry
Guess I don't wanna see my homies die
Yah, yuh yuh
Yung Fruit$nak
Yung Fruit$nak
Yung Fruit$nak, yuh
Yung Fruit$nak
Yung Fruit$nak
Yung Fruit$nak, yuh!

[Pre-Hook: FinnyFromFlickr]
Uh, lemme get a......

[Hook: FinnyFromFlickr]
Papa John's
Papa John's
Papa John's
Papa John's
Papa John's
Papa John's
Papa John's
Ooh, yah
Papa John's
Papa John's
Papa John's
Papa John's
Papa John's
Papa John's
Ooh, yah
Papa John's

[Verse 3: Lil Ceezurs]
Lil Ceezurs, baby (yah)
I get all the cheese (yah)
Yah, yah yah yah (yah)
Yeah, you already know, boy (yah)
Yeah, I get the cheese, yeah yeah, boy (yah)
You know I get all the cheese, boy (yah)
Yah
Yah
I g-get the cheese boy
I am supreme like a pizza (mmh)
I wear Supreme like a pizza (mmh)
I walked up in North Korea (mmh)
I am supreme like their leader (mmh)
Mmmmmmmm (yeah)
Lil Ceezurs
Lil Ceezurs
Lil Ceezurs
Lil Ceezurs, baby!

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