Papoose - Bonnie N Clyde lyrics

(feat. Remy Martin) [Remy Martin:] Here It Comes Yeah (That b**h) Here It Comes Yeah Here It Comes Yeah (Rem) Here It Comes Yeah (That n***a) Here It Comes Yeah (Pap) Here It Comes Yeah (Okay) Here It Comes Yeah (You Asked For It) [Verse 1: Remy Martin] See I Be On Some Other sh** Like f** Your Dead Motha sh** Disrespect Ya Whole Character Call You By Ur Government I Dont Know What These b**hes Think You Ugly And Ya p**y Stink Ya Whole Flow Is Barrowed Stole Everything But The Kitchen Sink See You Just Mad b**h And You s** Mad Dick My sh** Is Fire I Does My Own Atlas With No Practice I Spits Backwords Backwords Spits I Practice No Atlas And n***as Should Call You Friein Pan Your Face Is Like A Friein Pan And n***as Throw There Meat In You You Burn Em Like A Frien Pan I Ain't Liein Man See I Dont Really Want It I Got These b**hes Scared To d**h They Know The Album Commin Yeap See Slate This Is Why I Told You I Can Not Do Mixedtapes I Just Be Talkin f**in Reckless Its Crazy [Verse 2: Remy Martin] And I Ain't Gotta Force It My sh** Come Natrule You Dont Want Me On Every Mixedtape As If I Was Papoose Exposin All Your Skeleton Straight Gettin Atchu Tellin Everybody Imma f** You Up When I Catch You No What Im Talkin Bout Im What A Thug About Tella n***a Im Frontin So The Squad Can Slaught Him Out My Brand New Whipps And Gutt Em Out Then Come Back With Some Diffrent sh** Lookin Like Its It But Just Pimp My sh** Im That b**h And Ain't No Chick Seein Me Yall b**hes Need To Step Ya Rap Game Up Imedetly Im Talkin Like f**in Last Year Like Last Decade (Hahahahaha) Yeah Graduated From Mixedtapes Now (Papoose) Somethin Bout Remy n***a (Remy Martin) Got The Mixedtape Award And All That, Yo (Papoose) Album Commin (Remy Martin) Check Me Out (Papoose) [Verse 3: Papoose] I Ain't Recanize Remy When I Seen Her In The Night Club We Got The Indusrty Addicted We Like Drugs I Done Pop Chris Stall Dawn Pareone Not A Drunk Alazate The Dawns Very Calm The Wild Out The Drunk Henny Rum Thats Why I Say East Coast Pop A Bottle Wit Chall Alotta Chicks Be Burnin Like Drinkin Some Vodka Tryed To Tell Me She A Virgin Like Penacolada Casket Creamed It Up Beam Away Shawn Dawnin But None Of Dat Could f** With A Bottle Of Remmy Martin Now I Done Smoke Purple Haze Smoke Chocolats I Smoke Hydro All Types Of Lalala Smoke Straights All Blazed Up Puff Pa**ed Do But None Of Dat Can f** With A Pound Of Papoose n***as Wanna Clap Me Up Leave Me Holy I Marajauana In The Flesh Alotta n***as Wanna Smoke Me I Done Move Good Dope Move Straight Coke sh** So Pure Look Like It Came Off The Boat I Done Move Hard Crack Its Alotta Dj's But None Of Yall Could f** With A Kilo Of Kslay My Work Would Drop Bomb He Rap From The Cops He Drop My Whole Bomb Talkin Everysingle Rock I Told Him No Everything Bout It Cause My Single Was Hot Flex Droppin More Bombs Then The Worker On The Block Rapologie Surprime Folosophies The Thing You Could Call Me Mr.Not So Remeadream Remy Look Good In Person Just Like She Do In The Magazines So Ima Stay Close To Ms. Martin Like Dr. King Never Used To Like Drop Tops But He Think Flossin So Im Bout To Have More Dropps Then Weak Fossets He Dont Wanna Lean Back Slay Hand Me The Tourists Hit Him In The Back Of His Head And Make Him Lean Forward [Echo:] Papoose Papoose Papoose Papoose