Abracadabra by PaperRoute Woo
Abracadabra by PaperRoute Woo

Abracadabra

PaperRoute Woo

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Abracadabra by PaperRoute Woo

Release Date
Tue Oct 29 2024
Performed by
PaperRoute Woo

Abracadabra Lyrics

[Intro]
Uh, frrt, frrt
Uh, frrt, frrt
Yeah, uh, uh, uh

[Chorus]
I'm in this shit myself, nigga (I'm in this shit myself), I'm all I got (I'm all I got)
Got 18K in trade right now (18K), don't know shit 'bout the stock (I don't know shit 'bout no stock)
Don't know what gen this is, nigga (Uh, uh), but it's 10 milli' on this Glock (It's 10 milli' on this Glock)
The youngest nigga in my neighborhood (Yeah), feel like Fresh Prince on the block (Feel like Fresh Prince on the block)
Me and cuz was talkin' 'bout a road trip (Yeah), but I look better in the drop (But I look better in the drop)
I'm one of the ones who still standin', nigga (Yeah), I ain't worried 'bout a flop (I ain't worried 'bout a flop)
Super clean (Yeah), she ain't even gotta tell me go to a doc' (Uh, uh)
A lot of these hoes can't get my time (Nah) 'cause I be too busy on the clock (Too busy on the clock)

[Interlude]
Trappin', run it up (Run it)
Niggas talkin' 'bout (What they talkin' 'bout?) a deed, they ain't even worth enough (They ain't worth nothin')

[Verse 1]
Niggas really don't want smoke with me (Uh, uh) 'cause I can get your killer touched (I can get your killer touched)
50K on my head (What?), go get the sender, please go wipe him up (Wipe that nigga up)
Kill him in his hood (Yeah), nigga, 'cause we don't really think nothin' of bruh (We don't think nothin' of him)
Offender breaker, baguette cuts (Baguette cuts), baguette Cuban, baguette necks (Baguette necks)
Put this dick so good up on the bitch (Yeah), she swear she don't care 'bout nothin' (She swear she don't care 'bout nothin')
House so big, lil' nigga, I swear I live up on the country course (I live up on the country course)
In my hood, we strictest and the strong, don't know nothin' 'bout no boy (Don't know nothin' 'bout no boy)
Niggas goin' in interrogation room and singin' nothin' but Jordan (And singin' nothin' but Jordan)
Really been jumped off the porch, before I did a Off The Porch (Yeah)
How the hell this nigga the point guard of your team? He's a fuckin' torch (He's a fuckin' torch, big-ass nigga)

[Chorus]
I'm in this shit myself, nigga (I'm in this shit myself), I'm all I got (I'm all I got)
Got 18K in trade right now (18K), don't know shit 'bout the stock (I don't know shit 'bout no stock)
Don't know what gen this is, nigga (Uh, uh), but it's 10 milli' on this Glock (It's 10 milli' on this Glock)
The youngest nigga in my neighborhood (Yeah), feel like Fresh Prince on the block (Feel like Fresh Prince on the block)
Me and cuz was talkin' 'bout a road trip (Yeah), but I look better in the drop (But I look better in the drop)
I'm one of the ones who still standin', nigga (Yeah), I ain't worried 'bout a flop (I ain't worried 'bout a flop)
Super clean (Yeah), she ain't even gotta tell me go to a doc' (Uh, uh)
A lot of these hoes can't get my time (Nah) 'cause I be too busy on the clock (Too busy on the clock)

[Interlude]
Look me in my eyes, I smirk at people (I smirk at people)
Can't put fear up in my heart, this Glock, it murder people (Yeah, it murder people)

[Verse 2]
Long live Flippa (Yeah), for that body, nigga, we still murder people (Yeah, we still murder people)
ARP the small come-back joint (Small come-back), I'ma hurt them people (I'ma hurt them people)
Nigga so damn police (Yeah), please, take it back to chirps and beepers (Chirps and beepers)
Certified Libra, I'm a certified Crip (Certified Crip)
Nigga, I'll fuck your baby mama (Uh) and buy all your lil' girls sneakers (All your lil' girls sneakers)
Gucci bag cost me 2K (Cost me 2K), I ain't get it from them people (Get it from the people)
I took that shit to trial and I beat it, nigga (Yeah), 'cause I ain't no fuckin' pleaser (I ain't no fuckin' pleaser)
One of my lawyers is a city boy (City boy) and one of 'em a Jew (A Jew), I believe in them people (I believe in 'em)
I cop Jays like they was bags of chips (Yeah), man, this shit here too easy (This shit here too easy)
Ayy, free my best friend up out that jam (Yeah), he still be callin' me too easy (He still be callin' me too easy)

[Chorus]
I'm in this shit myself, nigga (I'm in it myself), I'm all I got (I'm all I got)
Got 18K in trade right now (18K), don't know shit 'bout the stock (I don't know shit 'bout no stock)
Don't know what gen this is, nigga (Uh, uh), but it's 10 milli' on this Glock (It's 10 milli' on this Glock)
The youngest nigga in my neighborhood (Yeah), feel like Fresh Prince on the block (Feel like Fresh Prince on the block)
Me and cuz was talkin' 'bout a road trip (Yeah), but I look better in the drop (But I look better in the drop)
I'm one of the ones who still standin', nigga (Yeah), I ain't worried 'bout a flop (I ain't worried 'bout a flop)
Super clean (Yeah), she ain't even gotta tell me go to a doc' (Uh, uh)
A lot of these hoes can't get my time (Nah) 'cause I be too busy on the clock (Too busy on the clock)

Abracadabra Q&A

Who wrote Abracadabra's ?

Abracadabra was written by PaperRoute Woo.

When did PaperRoute Woo release Abracadabra?

PaperRoute Woo released Abracadabra on Tue Oct 29 2024.

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