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Correct Bonnie N Clyde Lyrics
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(feat. Remy Martin) [Remy Martin:] Here It Comes Yeah (That Bitch) Here It Comes Yeah Here It Comes Yeah (Rem) Here It Comes Yeah (That Nigga) 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 Shit Like Fuck Your Dead Motha Shit Disrespect Ya Whole Character Call You By Ur Government I Dont Know What These Bitches Think You Ugly And Ya Pussy Stink Ya Whole Flow Is Barrowed Stole Everything But The Kitchen Sink See You Just Mad Bitch And You Suck Mad Dick My Shit Is Fire I Does My Own Atlas With No Practice I Spits Backwords Backwords Spits I Practice No Atlas And Niggas Should Call You Friein Pan Your Face Is Like A Friein Pan And Niggas Throw There Meat In You You Burn Em Like A Frien Pan I Aint Liein Man See I Dont Really Want It I Got These Bitches Scared To Death They Know The Album Commin Yeap See Slate This Is Why I Told You I Can Not Do Mixedtapes I Just Be Talkin Fuckin Reckless Its Crazy [Verse 2: Remy Martin] And I Aint Gotta Force It My Shit Come Natrule You Dont Want Me On Every Mixedtape As If I Was Papoose Exposin All Your Skeleton Straight Gettin Atchu Tellin Everybody Imma Fuck You Up When I Catch You No What Im Talkin Bout Im What A Thug About Tella Nigga Im Frontin So The Squad Can Slaught Him Out My Brand New Whipps And Gutt Em Out Then Come Back With Some Diffrent Shit Lookin Like Its It But Just Pimp My Shit Im That Bitch And Aint No Chick Seein Me Yall Bitches Need To Step Ya Rap Game Up Imedetly Im Talkin Like Fuckin Last Year Like Last Decade (Hahahahaha) Yeah Graduated From Mixedtapes Now (Papoose) Somethin Bout Remy Nigga (Remy Martin) Got The Mixedtape Award And All That, Yo (Papoose) Album Commin (Remy Martin) Check Me Out (Papoose) [Verse 3: Papoose] I Aint 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 Fuck 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 Passed Do But None Of Dat Can Fuck With A Pound Of Papoose Niggas Wanna Clap Me Up Leave Me Holy I Marajauana In The Flesh Alotta Niggas Wanna Smoke Me I Done Move Good Dope Move Straight Coke Shit So Pure Look Like It Came Off The Boat I Done Move Hard Crack Its Alotta Dj's But None Of Yall Could Fuck 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
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