Rich Brian - Rapapapa
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Tuning: E A D G B E
C#m7 F#6 x4
[Verse 1]
C#m7Two-faced bitches pop out when it's dark
F#6I ain't finna waste time if I don't feel a spark on sight
C#m7That pussy gon' make me wan' fight
F#6Gotta go wrap it up, that pussy gon' bite
C#m7Eight shows and I come home for the payroll
F#6Man, I got hoes that won't ask how my day go
C#m7I'm a trooper, I'ma strike like a Pave Low
F#6If I need some money, then I'ma make 'em (Uh)
[Chorus]
C#m7Ayy (Ayy)
Then I hit it from the bacF#6k, got it clappin', pa-pa-pa-pC#m7a
(Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa)
She F#6older than me but she call me da-da-da-C#m7da
(Da-da-da-da-da)
Missy F#6Elliott flow gon' hit like ra-ta-ta-C#m7ta
(Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta)
F#6. C#m7
Your dick game Lacoste, my dick game Pra-da-da-da
(Pra-da-da-da-daF#6)
C#m7Ayy, fuck that
F#6You might make me lose my shit
C#m7Goodbye to the good guy
F#6Look what you did, now he don't care 'bout shit
C#m7Yeah, fuck that, out here feelin' dangerous
F#6If you still feel comfortable, then I'm sorry, you ain't made it yet
[Verse 2]
C#m7Could've been involved and felt iF#6mportant 'bout yourself, but you
C#m7Had to rock the boat and you fF#6orgot the table turns and moves
C#m7Why these people 'round me rather F#6look away than tell the truth?
C#m7If they tryna tell some lies on me, F#6then I'ma tell it, too
C#m7All this pain in my heart, poppin' another Advil
F#6Everything planned, keep actin' like it's casual
C#m7Pull your pants down, we rally to the bathroom
F#6Sorry, we ain't got time to light the candles (C#m7Ayy)
F#6Pussy got me singin', I forgot I was a rapper
C#m7Way we roleplay, feelin' like some actors
F#6She don't pop pills, only morning afters
[Chorus]
C#m7Ayy (Ayy)
Then I hit it from the bacF#6k, got it clappin', pa-pa-pa-pC#m7a
(Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa)
She F#6older than me but she call me da-da-da-C#m7da
(Da-da-da-da-da)
Missy F#6Elliott flow gon' hit like ra-ta-ta-C#m7ta
(Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta)
F#6. C#m7
Your dick game Lacoste, my dick game Pra-da-da-da
(Pra-da-da-da-daF#6)
C#m7Ayy, fuck that
F#6You might make me lose my shit
C#m7Goodbye to the good guy
F#6Look what you did, now he don't care 'bout shit
C#m7Yeah, fuck that, out here feelin' dangerous
F#6If you still feel comfortable, then I'm sorry, you ain't made it yet
[Verse 3]
C#m7Suck on her nipples like bonF#6 appé-tit
C#m7Don't tell me "Pull up" if tF#6hat shit ain't wet
C#m7I got protection, I need selF#6f-defense
C#m7Pull out my weapon and emptyF#6 the clip
C#m7Pa-pa-pa, that's three of myF#6 kids
C#m7Pa-pa-pa, my son and my twinF#6s
C#m7She so wet, I'll go for a swF#6im
C#m7Girl, don't stop, let's do iF#6t again
Ayy,C#m7 just because we were drunk,F#6 don't expect me to forget
If it'C#m7s lust over love, then girl,F#6 we don't got shit
Got a wC#m7ife checklist and I can't seF#6e you on it
But we waC#m7y too young, so let's wild oF#6ut in this bitch
[Chorus]
C#m7Ayy (Ayy)
Then I hit it from the bacF#6k, got it clappin', pa-pa-pa-pC#m7a
(Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa)
She F#6older than me but she call me da-da-da-C#m7da
(Da-da-da-da-da)
Missy F#6Elliott flow gon' hit like ra-ta-ta-C#m7ta
(Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta)
F#6. C#m7
Your dick game Lacoste, my dick game Pra-da-da-da
(Pra-da-da-da-daF#6)
C#m7Ayy, fuck that
F#6You might make me lose my shit
C#m7Goodbye to the good guy
F#6Look what you did, now he don't care 'bout shit
C#m7Yeah, fuck that, out here feelin' dangerous
F#6If you still feel comfortable, then I'm sorry, you ain't made it yet