Papi Chulo
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Papi Chulo foi lançado em 13 de março de 2020 por Black Butter como parte do álbum Papi Chulo - Single
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Vídeo da música
Vídeo da música
Créditos
INTERPRETAÇÃO
Octavian
Rap
Skepta
Rap
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Joseph Adenuga
Composição
Octavian Oliver Godji
Composição
Charles Eric Driggers
Composição
Kevin Price
Composição
Kiowa Roukema
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
YoungKio
Produção
Joshua Faulkner
Engenharia (mixagem)
Prash Mistry
Engenharia (masterização)
BricksDaMane
Produção
Grizzly
Produção
Letra
[Verse 1]
Uh, met this pretty ting
Nice to meet you, mucho gusto
Sweeter than a churro
She call me Papi Chulo
Yeah, I'm single, baby girl, but how 'bout you though?
Tryna make you my number-one
Tryna make you my numero uno
[Chorus]
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet-sweet
Sweet, sweet-sweet, sweet, sweet
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
Sweet, sweet-sweet, sweet, sweet-sweet
Sweet, sweet, sweet
[Verse 2]
She's sexy
I'm in love with her brain
Man, she stuck on my mind
She only speaks when she has an epiphany
Kind of girl you wanna fuck all the time
Ride me like I'm Ginuwine
I suck on her nipple, she's suckin' on mine
She told me, "Hit it from behind"
I stroke it, I pull out, I cum on her spine
Uh, I think that I found me a keeper
Por favor, Mamacita
Let's do it like Mickey and Mallory
Get you some ice to go with your tequila
I just bought a Rolex
Broke it in half 'cause this one's a creeper
We're sippin' liquor by the litre
Pussy so good it put me in a sleeper
[Verse 3]
When I look left in the morning, there's a bitch who's tryna stay
Who are you?
Did we smash or not? Man, I don't recognise her face
Who are you?
I don't need your talkin' or your weed you're tryna blaze
No
Me and Skep linked up, and now we're dancing in the rave
[Refrain]
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet-sweet
Sweet, sweet-sweet, sweet, sweet
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
Sweet, sweet-sweet, sweet, sweet-sweet
Sweet, sweet, sweet
[Verse 4]
Came out of the car, and your bitch, she said, "Hola"
I'm smoking cigars, and I'm drinking Coronas
And I met this bitch who was dressed up in Rosa
I tell her, "Come here, girl, you're very Hermosa"
Tengo dinero, forget your mind
Come outside, step, man, and look at my dance"
Some tequila, man, I'm droppin' my bands
Take the weed off me, man, I'm droppin' my bands
[Verse 5]
That bitch is way too fire
Where the hell did I find her?
Man, it's hard to describe her
Other bitches don't like her
It's 'cause she's gettin' all designer
It's a minor
Your other man, he's tired
Fuck him and then climb up
[Chorus]
Dancing
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
You got me dancing
Sweet, sweet, sweet-sweet, sweet, sweet-sweet, sweet, sweet
The money's dancing
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
You got me dancing
Sweet-sweet, sweet, sweet-sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
Written by: Charles Driggers, Joseph Adenuga, Kevin Andre Price, Kiowa Roukema, Octavian Oliver Godji

