Songtext I dare ya Paypa

I dare ya

Featuring Ya Boy & Young B

Ok now try me nigga, I dare ya
Try me nigga, I dare ya
Got my young niggas, they ridin
Have yo mama singing man hell ya
Try me nigga, I dare ya
Try me nigga, I dare ya
Send my snickers right, my fee’s the price
Done doubled up and we eat rice
So try me nigga, I dare ya
Try me nigga, I dare ya
See my young niggas, they ridin
Have yo mama singing man hell ya
Like I’m going up behind her (going up behind er)
That right, I’m going up behind her (going up behind er)

Try me nigga, I dare ya
My mic’s on, I air ya
Heard that raw carry that strawberry
18, as Darryl
Got this bad bitch named Carol
Get that work off and berged off
White girl, that’s Cheryl Crowe
Make that pussy berk
All this paper, I’m on it
Smoking on that home grown shit
No paper work, ain’t own shit
My lawyer say I don’t owe shit
Pull up on you like oh shit
Cause you’re the ones, that old shit
Ain’t seen these since ‘93
Been that nigga since ‘06
Suck me good, that’s brain power
My watch cost cocaine powder
Bitch I’m straight up sharry
19 bottles, 8 hours
Piff G got that Mac Steel
I UPS them packs for real
For the cheese we catching racks
PPG, we try for real
Now hold up, I ain’t through yet
Heard that I ain’t blew yet
Model sit in in my DM
I done gotta have my blue check
BCC, that hype is real
Use to serve them hykes for real
H O T R 3: Kim Jong Ill

Ok now try me nigga, I dare ya
Try me nigga, I dare ya
Got my young niggas, they ridin
Have yo mama singing man hell ya
Try me nigga, I dare ya
Try me nigga, I dare ya
Send my snickers right, my fee’s the price
Done doubled up and we eat rice
So try me nigga, I dare ya
Try me nigga, I dare ya
See my young niggas, they ridin
Have yo mama singing man hell ya
Like I’m going up behind her (going up behind er)
That right, I’m going up behind her (going up behind er)

Nigga try me, I dare ya
Need to work I sell ya
Hit me on my cell, if you ain’t got the dough I can’t help you move
That white girl like my tellby
My white bitch be on that white shit
Man she gon ride for a nigga, no license
I’m the future bitch, no psychic
I be rolling round with paper
We’re probly on our way to staples
I cheer for the white now cause see for the Lakers
I only roll swishas, I don’t fuck with papers
I only like bitches, I don’t fuck with haters
Now break that down like a math problem
You send the hoes, I’ll pimp the hoes
Beat my bitch like Chad Johnson
4-5 girls got man off
4-5 girls got stash boxes
Got a weed habit and a Xan problem
My Twitter page got fans on it
My Instagrams got grams on it
Money tall, come stand on it
That bitch got a big ole booty
And I’m gon put my hands on it
Girl you know my car black,
I wear all black and all leather
I fuck ones who don’t talk back to leach out of my contacts
I’m so fly my plane gone
Buzzing out so my name known
I roll up, get my flame on
Don’t give a fuck if them lames on
Girl, I don’t care

Ok now try me nigga, I dare ya
Try me nigga, I dare ya
Got my young niggas, they ridin
Have yo mama singing man hell ya
Try me nigga, I dare ya
Try me nigga, I dare ya
Send my snickers right, my fee’s the price
Done doubled up and we eat rice
So try me nigga, I dare ya
Try me nigga, I dare ya
See my young niggas, they ridin
Have yo mama singing man hell ya
Like I’m going up behind her (going up behind er)
That right, I’m going up behind her (going up behind er)

Aye try me nigga, I dare ya
Just 40 inches to still ya
You talk a lot, his fam good
I don’t feel ya nigga, I hear ya
Used to trap in front of that building,
Now I got a Louie pouch I put pills in
When I met the pussy I killed it
She be on her period and you still here
You so nasty nigga, you square
You lame, we ain’t the same
God bless ya, mention my name
But I come get your bitch, she just came
Lit a blunt wrapped and dipped in my range
Nigga your money young, Lil Wayne
Yo bitch my passenger, switch lanes
I don’t even fuck the bitch, I get brain
Richest nigga on my block now
Damn sun set, with my top down
My nigga slap head, I mean Glocks round
Mitch black car, we got it locked now
Bitch, see your ass to emergency
Name my trap that ain’t heard of me
Got the purple Sprite with the purple leaf
My weed strong like Hercules
You called Jerome bet it’s for that loud pack
If you talkin levish then I’m bout that
You ain’t talkin cheese, American
Gorgon Zola, Monterrey Jack
I’m talkin dough, I’m talkin bread
Fuck rap, I’mma talk instead
I move with goblins like walking dead
You try to squash then it’s off the head

Ok now try me nigga, I dare ya
Try me nigga, I dare ya
Got my young niggas, they ridin
Have yo mama singing man hell ya
Try me nigga, I dare ya
Try me nigga, I dare ya
Send my snickers right, my fee’s the price
Done doubled up and we eat rice
So try me nigga, I dare ya
Try me nigga, I dare ya
See my young niggas, they ridin
Have yo mama singing man hell ya
Like I’m going up behind her (going up behind er)
That right, I’m going up behind her (going up behind er)