Lyrics Simba & Cam – PAP

PAP Lyrics – Simba & Cam

Singer: Simba & Cam
Title: PAP

I said, certified freak
Seven days a week
Wet-ass peaches
Make that pull-out game weak

Lovelypeaches on the track
This beat burnin’ and itchin’
Don’t leave me ‘round yo man ‘cause yo dude gonna go missing
Travel all around the world, yes i’m on a mission

He say it burn when he be pissing
I’m completing my mission
So much i wanna say i just can’t make it rhyme
That peachling breath stank so i let him hit it from behind

Two brothers, what that mean?
Two dicks at a time?
But they only last six seconds, i guess they made vine
Shid

On to his cousin, that peachling was fine
Ion even know his name but i bet he know mines
He said, “peaches, you lovely
But you don’t smell like your name”

He said my p#ss# smell like fish and it tastes the same
He brought me some soap like i’m supposed to be ashamed
By the way, what he say?
He can tell i ain’t missing no meals

Come through and check him in my automobile
Let him – with his grills, he keep tellin’ me to chill
He keep telling me it’s real, that he love my sex appeal
He say don’t like ’em boney, he want something he can grab

So i pulled up in the jag’, and i hit him with the jab like
Dun-d-d-dun-dun-d-d-dun-dun
Oh my gosh, look at her peachy #ss p#ss#
Oh my gosh, look at her payed my tuition just to kiss me on this peachy #ss p#ss# now make it rain if you want to see some peachy #ss p#ss#

Thi-this dude named michael used to ride motorcycles
Di-dick bigger than a tower, i ain’t talking about eiffel’s
Real country-ass n*gga, let me play with his rifle
p#ss# put his #ss to sleep, now he calling me nyquil

Now that bang, bang, bang
I let him hit it ’cause he slang cocaine
He toss my salad like his name romaine
And when we done, i make him buy me balmain

I’m on some dumb sh#t
By the way, what he say?
He can tell i ain’t missing no meals
Come through and check him in my automobile

Let him – with his grills, he keep tellin’ me to chill
He keep telling me it’s real, that he love my sex appeal
He say don’t like ’em boney, he want something he can grab
So i pulled up in the jag’, and i hit him with the jab like

Dun-d-d-dun-dun-d-d-dun-dun
Oh my gosh, look at her peachy #ss p#ss#
Oh my gosh, look at her payed my tuition just to kiss me on this peachy #ss p#ss# now make it rain if you want to see some peachy #ss p#ss#
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