Papi Goyo - Cabo Lyrics

Lyrics Cabo - Papi Goyo



Fucking marijuana that I'm steaming got me heated
That I didn't have some better shit
But shit I'm out in Egypt
Had some dope hash had Papi all defeated
Like a purpose yo the same one that I'm fiending
In the west coast go to Cabo for the weekend
Flick my lighter throw a flick on throw my feet up
Sittin on my throne I don't sip on margarita
Sip mezcal to the dome is how I connect to Jesus
Puffin' on my cheebah is how I connect the pieces
If twelve is at my six that's when I dip it like a cheetah
Mediterranean hoes man I eat em' like a pita
I been meditating thinking na I don't really need her
Plants are self sufficient and I grow mine to the ceiling
I don't blame you homie need to see it to believe it
Balling like the pros had to ditch all the collegiate
She don't drink it straight mix her gin up with the Seagrams
When she see me pull up stunting she is gonna leave him
Ride home Drake had her way up in her feelings
Stay woke, stay grinding they broke
They don't have loyalty even for their bros
They don't have respect they ain't getting checks nope
I just stay innovating yeah I learned the ropes
Yeah I'm pimping playa burning on some big dope
I get the thumbs up you get the big no
Stay woke stay grinding they broke
They don't have loyalty even for their bros
They don't have respect they ain't getting checks nope
I just stay innovating yeah I learned the ropes
Yeah I'm pimping playa burning on some big dope
I get the thumbs up you get the big no
Yeah I'm pimping playa burning on some big dope
I get the thumbs up you get the big no
Pedal to the metal hit the gas like whoah
Leave my haters all behinds behind me
Bring along my folks
My pen does the stroking all I do is stay woke
My dick does the poking all I do is stay woke
Their bank does the joking they don't even stay afloat
My real name Greg and Greg the fucking goat
I got the keys too and everybody know
They dangling kiss your mistress at your front door
I don't think they wanna know what I can achieve
Im a jungle boy baby swinging through the trees
Im a tropic lover ganja twister rolly rockin' rum sipper
What's your problem hold your thoughts please your opinion
Ain't of interest please stay silent I'm thinking about my future
Drinking Amarula
If you're fine I'm inspecting before I go through you
Beef with me is not a joke shots will rip right through you
Guate baby I don't play look proper but I'm sucio
I don't like me no Patron I dial 1942 Julio
All these ladies they ain't queens
I need me one more courteous
More about my money growing take our family serious
I'm thinking minds is racing
I'm still thinking on Jamaica
I haven't pulled the trigger
I've been stacking up my paper
Traveling across the country
I'm still hungry for that east muse
Got the bag in every county
Snatched your bitch at east room
I ain't going back to Chi town clubs are never popping
I'm chilling in Miami and I'm close to mom and pops
Lead this whole community own a bunch of shops
We gon' get this shit hopping
We gon' prosper that's on god
Stay woke stay grinding they broke
They don't have loyalty even for their bros
They don't have respect they ain't getting checks nope
I just stay innovating yeah I learned the ropes
Yeah I'm pimping playa burning on some big dope
I get the thumbs up, you get the big no
Stay woke stay grinding they broke
They don't have loyalty even for their bros
They don't have respect they ain't getting checks nope
I just stay innovating yeah I learned the ropes
Yeah I'm pimping playa burning on some big dope
I get the thumbs up you get the big no
I get the thumbs up you get the big no
You get the big no



Writer(s): Gregory Bret-harte


Papi Goyo - Guatemala Baby
Album Guatemala Baby
date of release
07-12-2018




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