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Getaway

 

Getaway

(album: Papicodone - 2015)


[Verse 1:]
Fucking up her contour, yeah I think she taste Honduran
Her nigga stay on tour
Got a couple kids, but that don't make her less alluring
Call up the babysitter, girl let's slide
A nigga tryna fuck, I ain't even gonna lie
Got nina tucked, I don't need no guide
Cause her niggas hella crazy & there's no where we can hide

[Hook:]
Getaway, getaway
Getaway getaway
'Bout to make a getaway
Getaway, getaway
Getaway getaway
'Bout to make a getaway
Getaway, getaway
Getaway getaway
'Bout to make a getaway
Getaway, getaway
Getaway getaway

[Verse 2:]
Getting kicked outta shit, get thrown at the crib
Getting flown out this shit, get along with your bitch
Made a song with your bitch, yeah it's a hit
Playing with her thong, sip Patron, boy we lit
Playing with her thong, 'bout to put a baby in it
Phone on silent, I don't wanna talk to friends
Quiet, pipe down, got a girl that I'm finna pipe down
Like gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Ripping out this and I'm ripping out remy
Pouring up Rémy with a little bit of Henny
Girl watchu need cause a nigga got plenty
Coming down your chimney like ho, ho, ho
And you know I got snow, baby girl, let's go
Paypal booming, baby girl, let's go
Wherever you want, just let a nigga know, again

[Hook:]
Getaway, getaway
Getaway getaway
'Bout to make a getaway
Getaway, getaway
Getaway getaway
'Bout to make a getaway
Getaway, getaway
Getaway getaway
'Bout to make a getaway
Getaway, getaway
Getaway getaway

[Verse 3:]
She said that she got over me
But now I'm back up in her ovaries
Oh it's lit, do that pussy like a nigga do theses opiates
My stomach rotten but they crying
"Papi come in here & get the party popping, aye"
Pouring up potent, feeling like the ocean
Smoke mirrors, drinking potion
I'm losing focus, gotta stay in motion, so I'm rubbing on the lotion
Gotta stay in motion, so I'm VA Beach coasting
Still doing the fucking most man
Cups filled, up still, touch, feel, fuck chilling

[Hook:]
Getaway, getaway
Getaway getaway
'Bout to make a getaway
Getaway, getaway
Getaway getaway
'Bout to make a getaway
Getaway, getaway
Getaway getaway
'Bout to make a getaway
Getaway, getaway
Getaway getaway

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