Samy l'Artiste - Mary Poppin

Poppin
Yeah boy
Poppin

Mary poppin poppin the pillies, yeah
Right there, right there in downtown Philies
Next to the real, the OG's
Just bit of air, yeah just a slight breeze
So fresh, I'm gonna freeze, yeah
Going to fast on my mudafuckin skis
She wants me to stay, she wants me to skeet
Want bread and butter
You gon eat my dick for supper

Mary poppin on a flight
She's not on a plane
She's just tryna get high
Rollin joints on a train
Use her umbrella, cover me from the rain
Use it to move myself
Me and my gang
No more fucking flight to take
No fucking delay
One day, I'm gonna leave
And when I'm gone,
Like Plan or Shady
I'll be relieved
Cuz I won't have to deal with a ton
Of artists who acts like babies
RIP Tony
Got you in my memories
You did it with bravery
But now it's time for you to sleep
Old fashion
So you can see me in my Datsun
Your rap's bullshit
That's elementary
My dear Watson
Swipe left
Not impressed
Don't mean to be rude
But, yeah, you can get off my face, yeah
Swipe right
Your my type
Shawty, I want to make you mine
Maybe, we could have a little chat
Or we could talk on snap
Nobody can touch me
No you cannot talk with me
I'm leaving with Poppin
With her by my side
I'm going for the stars
And never come back

Mary poppin poppin the pillies, yeah
Right there, right there in downtown Philies
Next to the real, the OG's
Just bit of air, yeah just a slight breeze
So fresh, I'm gonna freeze, yeah
Going to fast on my mudafuckin skis
She wants me to stay, she wants me to skeet
Want bread and butter
You gon eat my dick for supper

Preparing the war
Shoot you with my Parabellum
John Wick
I leave no convict
Leave you on the concrete
Slice you up in half
Like Uma thurman
On the beat
You heard the word on the street
Go ahead
Cry me a river
Let it slide down the boulder
Like a timber on lake
Icy, snow flakes
MBB, Hi Drake
Watery, hydrate
Eve, Hi snake
EVIL on my shoulders
I'm the owner, the holder
Not a chocker, do it for the honor
I'mma find a good girl and hold her
Yeah I got my standards
Do it till it's over, till I can't stand up or stand her
Bewildered by the beholder
Who told me I shouldn't be wiser
Told me I should make money wider
I don't think he's sober yet
I don't think he'll sober up
I don't want only the bread
But you don't give a fuck, like
Nobody can touch me
No you cannot fuck with me
I'm leaving with Poppin
With her by my side
I'm going for the stars
And never come back

Mary poppin poppin the pillies, yeah
Right there, right there in downtown Philies
Next to the real, the OG's
Just bit of air, yeah just a slight breeze
Mary poppin
Poppin

Written by:
Samuel Chabot

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