To the right, to the right...remix, re-mix
To the right, to the right... Papoose, Pa-poose
To the right, to the right
Everything you own in the box to the right
Four in the morning, you was going all night
Out with your friends, then why your jeans so tight
Flounder fish, scrambled eggs and cheese
Quigger-o-grits, pass the butter please
Tropicana juice, nothing you can't make
Aunt Jamima syrup over my pancakes
A good cook but how much can a man take
Behind my back you make the next man a plate
Emilio Pucci, Loui Viton, Gucci
Cucci riders all up on your cucci
Doce&Gabbana, Angie Cobalara
Victoria Secret, too good for Prada
She get fly but I cant stay with her
Behind my back you fly for the next nigga
Having phone sexo on every phone call
Ride my dick, paddled my balls
Hit the front thing till the thing get soft
Do it from the bed to the floor
When i give to her hard she smile
Soft she frown.
Do it doggie style with froggie style
But do your thing I aint never gonna hate on you
But don't be acting like you Irreplaceable
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Uhh
To the right, to the right
My nigga K-slace and them chicks to the right
Yeah, uh... To the right, to the right
Trigga happy pappi send them chicks to the right
Yeah, to the right, to the right
I got a studio if you wanna rock my mic
Yeah, to the right, to the right
I spend the night if you wanna turn off the lights
Papoose...its a nasorina dream yall
Money in the air (money in the air)
Bottles everywhere
Yeah, double cation is Here
07 now Yeah!!!!
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