Back On My Bullshit - Papoose, Fat Joe, Jaquae

Where was you at when I was trying to blow?

Waste my money on weed farms, I was trying to grow

Niggas tried to eat on my block, I had to cock the fo'

Ran down on them and told them niggas they gotta go!

Had the Triple FAT Goose on, it was kinda cold

I was on the block eating Mike & Ikes and Jolly Joes

Police asking me questions;

I told 'em «I don’t know,»

You was in the precinct crying, you had the snotty nose!

Had to run down on my connect, they playing dominoes

Backed them niggas down for that work and told them «adios!»

Brought my money up, I’m looking like King Jaffe Jo'

I ain’t make «Panda,» but I’ve been wearing Desiigner clothes!

Back on my bullshit, Mac with the full clip, might have to just lose it

I’m quick to use it, who you acting a fool with?

Is y’all niggas stupid?

Smacking a few bricks, stacking a few bricks, this track is exclusive

Packing the U-*censored,* he packing the toothpick, I’m packing the pool stick

Mad 'cause I move with .40-caliber tool grip, I’m faster to shoot shit

Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta, get madder and madder, they scared that I’ll shatter the glass

on your new whip

Maggots with loose lips, they catching a cruise ship, I’m grabbin' the nuva

Back with the movement, it’s a fact you a true bitch, my status is too lit

Cats I was cool with, sat in classes at school with, keep acting confusing

Man I refuse it, I think you’d rather defuse it, your head, I’ll have to remove

it

Lacking improvement, all you rappers included, I’m Ravishing Rude Rick

Ancient pretenders with hidden agendas

This time I ain’t playing fair

I’mma take what’s mine

I want more money, more part, goddamn, nigga, it’s about that time!

I’m back on my bullshit

I’m back on my bullshit

I said I’m back on my bull-shit

I’m back on my bullshit

Hey!

On my BS, we platinum, they even doubted Jesus

That’s what PUN would say, killing ‘em that’s an understatement

Same nigga used to move the blue Malibu

Soon as a nigga get money, they get mad at you!

Sitting on a Hollywood sign, now ain’t that a view?

And all my bitches is loyal, they got it tatted, too

I’ve been getting busy playing Frisbee with the Wraith

Everybody pissy, wanna lift me by the case

Could’ve bought a boat for the price of the wristwatch

Pulling dope out the tires like a pit stop

(Whoa! Whoa!) Duck when I come through

I already sonned you, show your niggas what the gun do

.45'll miss, the AK’ll hit

Everybody lit 'til they laying in shit!

Your love is a 187

I’ve been killing 'em softly, getting niggas up off me!

This time I ain’t playing fair

I’mma take what’s mine

I want more money, more part, goddamn, nigga, it’s about that time!

I’m back on my bullshit

I’m back on my bullshit

I said I’m back on my bull-shit

I’m back on my bullshit

Hey!

(Jaquae! Jaquae!)

Coka the Don

Double P!

(Papoose, Pa-poose!)