True Religion Papi lyrics

[Intro: Hi-C]
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
Hi-C, yeah
Hi-C, yeah
RCB, yeah
RCB, yeah
RCB, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Hi-C]
Pretty boy demon, horseshoes on my body
Cowabunga, watch me cloud surf, I'm so gnarly
Pretty demon b*tch give me sloppy toppy
Baby cast a spell, now my pockets throbbing
Pretty demon b*tch wanna take me shopping
Hi-C, b*tch, I'm True Religion papi
[?]
Told her "Bust it open", now she think I'm bossy

[Verse 1: Hi-C]
Lean oozing out my pores like Gatorade
Runnin' out of Perc's but I got Purple Rain
Hi-C, venom dripping from my fangs
But my nose dripping like the candy paint
Too juiced up when I sniff cocaine
Need to slow down so I sip some drank
Pretty boy demon, RCB thе wave
pus*y so wet, made hеr hydroplane
[Verse 2: Diamondsonmydi*k]
Pretty demon gang castin' spells on yo' b*tch, ayy
First I was a dub, now she sucking on my di*k, ayy
Diamonds on my di*k, ayy
Keep a demon b*tch, ayy
Rub a n*gga back, ayy
Suck a n*gga di*k, ayy
Castin' spells on a n*gga trap, where yo' work at?
[?]
[?] castin' spells in the trap, wrist work
Bad b*tch, Gucci purse, ayy
I'ma put in work, ayy
Demon with the [?], ayy
Pull up with the squirt, ayy
[?]
n*gga smokin' dirt, ayy
Pull up with the skrrt, ayy
Pull up with that, sh*t, look just like some work, ayy
Pull up with that b*tch
Sacrifice her first, ayy
[?]
[?]
Pull up with that, sh*t
b*tch n*gga you ain't sh*t