Marc Papers - Get Ya Papers Up 3 (Grandson Of William) Deluxe Edition

Wit the Thots

I'm in New York with the thots, thots, thots, thots, uh
I'm in LA with my Glock, Glock, Glock, Glock, uh
I'm in Miami with the thots, thots, thots, thots, uh
I'm in Philly with the Glock, Glock, Glock, Glock, uh
I'm outside with the thots, woah

You can tell I'm from New York
Coogee with a Dodgers fitted,
I'm in the Mustang
Got the Stizzy charging in it
Top down, front seat, baby mama in it
She like it when we drive fast down
Vine in it, heart of a lion
I'm so fly, not even trying
You boys so pressed, don't make me get the iron
I'm in the city breeze, smoking by the palm trees
I love blowing smoke in a calm breeze
The city be hot, so I let the charm freeze
Shorty love my swag
She said you living like a Don P.
She'd let me go deeper than Dame Threes
Now I got the vision to double up math keys
I'm in the Andes, how you so half me
Good job

I'm uptown with the thots, thots, thots, thots, uh
I'm in the shot with my Glock, Glock, Glock, Glock
I'm in the A with the thots, thots, thots, thots, uh
I'm in the city with my Glock, Glock, Glock, Glock
I'm outside with the thots

I'm on the West Coast smoking the finest
Biscotti got me flying, your highest
Oops, I meant your highness
They say when you first started, that time is priceless
Before Hollywood gets you and turns you mindless
I'm being lewd, getting brain in traffic
She made it disappear in her mouth
It's just like magic
She obsessed with the kid
Got her panties in a pantic
I crushed the linen
She need more fabric
Slatt, slatt, downtown in a hatchback
Slatt, slatt, blue fifty racks
Slatt, slatt, nigga, can you buy that
Slatt, slatt, I could define facts
If I hit too much click, you getting clapped
Part of my back, you lame as whack
All these pizzas backboards, and I'm like Shaq
Take your girl breath away like asthma attacks
You still in year one like you Jack Black
What up, slime
Slatt, slatt, big bags that are green
Yeah, we get that
This the treasure map, shorty fap

I'm uptown with the thots, thots
I'm in the shot with my glock, glock, glock, glock
I'm in the A with the thots, thots, thots, thots
I'm in the city with my glock, glock, glock, glock
I'm outside with the thots, thots, thots, thots,
I'm in the shot with my glock, glock, glock, glock
I'm in the city with my glock, glock, glock, glock
I'm outside with the thots

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Writer(s): Christopher Robertson
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