Papi Chulo (feat. T1C3 Capone)

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