Songtexte Apple Jacks - Pap Chanel

First thing's first
We finna go crazy, Pretty & Paid
Fuck them other bitches 'cause I'm down for my bitches, hey

I'm down for that nigga long as I see them big racks (big racks)
Hey, like, "Where them racks at?" (cha ching)
If I make it clap, just know I'm where the cash at
I might be down for that nigga
Might be down for that nigga

Where them racks at?
Ayy, where them racks at? (Cha ching)
Ayy, where them racks at?
I might be down for him if I see them big racks
If I make it clap, just know I'm where the cash at
Only take blue hunnids not no Apple Jacks

Ain't no orange or green, I like my money blue
Pay me what you better do
All eyes on me, call me 2Pap 'cause I got the juice
Take him to the ATM, put his ass to better use
Boujee ghetto bitch, show him something that he never knew

Think it's time I act up
That boy out his mind when a pretty bitch back it up, back it up
Drunk in love, feel like I'm Beyoncé
Put this kitty on him, now he call me his fiancé

It be the broke niggas that always say I'm hard to deal with
I can't let him hit 'cause if I do, he gon' get real lit
Fucking with me out your budget
If he ain't got no racks, then I'm dodging and ducking, bitch

I'm down for that nigga long as I see them big racks (big racks)
Hey, like, "Where them racks at?" (cha ching)
If I make it clap, just know I'm where the cash at
I might be down for that nigga
Might be down for that nigga

Where them racks at?
Ayy, where them racks at? (Cha ching)
Ayy, where them racks at?
I might be down for him if I see them big racks
If I make it clap, just know I'm where the cash at
Only take blue hunnids not no Apple Jacks

Like my money, like my nigga hella neat
Can tell he 'bout his paper from his head down to his feet
Ayy, birds of a feather flock together, if he broke, we not together
Pull up with a rich nigga, ruffle broke bitches feather

You rocking rainbow, can't stand with me, hoe take a sit
I'm like Django, just like the horse I ride the D
I need a raincoat, he make it rain all over me
And he can't never tell me no, that's the power of the P

Watch I make it clap
It go up and down, no cap
For a broke nigga, I can't ever be SAP
Might got a pretty bitch, but she wanna be like Pap
Nigga feenin' for me tryna pull me like his strap, bitch

I'm down for that nigga long as I see them big racks (big racks)
Hey, like, "Where them racks at?" (cha ching)
If I make it clap, just know I'm where the cash at
I might be down for that nigga
Might be down for that nigga

Where them racks at?
Ayy, where them racks at? (Cha ching)
Ayy, where them racks at?
I might be down for him if I see them big racks
If I make it clap, just know I'm where the cash at
Only take blue hunnids not no Apple Jacks

Ain't no pink fit
Every time that a bitch speak
Bitch, if he knew, your nigga knew
If your nigga knew his tanned lil' bitch ain't no pink fit