B. Frank - Papi Chulo (feat. T1C3 Capone) Lyrics

She always call me papi, Ayy she call me papi chulo I be all up in her body, Ayy she call me papi chulo Yeah you know that she got me, Ayy she call me papi chulo
See these haters they can't copy, Ayy she call me papi chulo
Tell her baby just listen, yeah pay attention I get it Know the label Been Wit It She lit like Christmas,no mistress
Tryna take you out, maybe on a quick trip
Body bustin' like a swole lip
Juicy with the pink slips Little hips curvy with the skirt with the split
Bad plus she bustin' plus she mad thick
Money tips off glimpse, Ballers no simp
Well connected, independent type
The one I hold hands with
She always call me papi, Ayy she call me papi chulo I be all up in her body, Ayy she call me papi chulo Yeah you know that she got me, Ayy she call me papi chulo
See these haters they can't copy, Ayy she call me papi chulo
Too smooth with the verse Barry Manilow
Always put in work I demand a dough
Beat knockin' like somebody at the door Transform on niggas and dismantle foes
Ain't really one to play with
Flow cold as concrete in the basement
I don't really write rhymes I make statements
Keep it a buck that's no estimation
I'll draw lines while you niggas still tracin
I'm on yo ass no mask no Jason
From the rough no cut no chasin
Amped up yeah I leave hearts racin
Big dog yeah I need more spacin
Give me room so I don't feel caged in
West Mid West big game interlacin
Never gon' change so I gotta embrace it
She always call me papi, Ayy she call me papi chulo I be all up in her body, Ayy she call me papi chulo Yeah you know that she got me, Ayy she call me papi chulo
See these haters they can't copy, Ayy she call me papi chulo
Ayy she call me papi chulo
Ayy she call me papi chulo