Papoose Fruits Of Labor lyrics

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Fruits Of Labor by Papoose [Intro: Papoose] I hope everybody's enjoying their mathematics Cause you can bet your bottom dollar I'm enjoying mine I ain't a gamblin' man but... It's always heads I win, tails you lose (heh heh heh) Fruits of Labor [Verse 1: Papoose] You thought I was behind you, I'm clever, you dumb Hey there, lookin' for me? I'm ahead of you son How I'm lookin' out there? Incredible, huh? I'm turning down record deals, you begging for one Sometimes I talk to myself, like, "Nigga you slung All this crack now it's rap instead of them jums You was on them mixtapes with several bums Every one of them fell off, except for you son They say it was a competition, you better then them I ain't a rocket scientist, but I'm guessing you won" Producers go get a sample, and a few drums And say they want $50, 000; where the hell is you from? Mars, Jupiter, Neptune, wherever you from I'm from a place called Earth, and we deadin' you son Magazines say, "Did you ever sell a few guns? None of your goddamn business, that's federal son [Hook 1: Rell (Papoose)] I got a heart rock-solid, money I'm 'bout it Streets is the place where I got it (Yeah) (1 for the knowledge, 2 get your paper I'm just enjoying the Fruits of my Labor) Now you can talk all you wanna, but when I run up You gon' wish you ain't said nothing (Yeah) (1 for the knowledge, 2 get your paper I'm just enjoying the Fruits of my Labor) [Verse 2: Papoose] What up Big Apple? It's Papoose, pardon my manners Your lady friends love me, I got 'em going bananas Watermelon head niggas scheming to take mine Just a little something that I heard through the grapevine Always knew that I would get it in time I took the bitter with the sweet, like lemon and lime Smoke the strawberry haze, the truth with the flavors I'm just enjoying the Fruits of my Labor I can walk in the jewelry store and walk out icy And make a nigga kill you if you say you don't like me Cop a brand new car, just offa my respect I can send you to get a bird by calling my connect Your girl got struck by stars, she's starstruck If I tell her to jump off a roof she gon' jump

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