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P.A. (Swaggie Piffin) Lyrics
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Ain't Houston, but got rockets I could launch away
Ain't a red bottom-nigga, but a red button-nigga
Shotgun loaded up, headhuntin', nigga
My gun is a dickhead, let it come in, nigga
Now I go 'head and pause that
Bullets is comin', you can never pause that
Eh, that goon money is cool, that rap money is good
But you watch what you sayin' when you sittin' in the hood
Little spot off the Gulf Coast, duplex on the outskirts
I know your bitch on the rag
But I don't really sweat it 'cause I know that her mouth works
Tell your clique suck dick when I outburst
Smokin', reminiscin' on movin' that down-south work
Have you ever seen a nigga bleed?
You was just rappin', lyin', smokin' your weed
I was in the trenches with niggas that got to eat
Been to funerals with mothers that got to weep
Had to stay awake with niggas that need to sleep
I would lose a arm for some niggas that's knee-deep
If you feelin' (?) fuck it, you got to leave
Ghost, stay cool, but you know that I got the heat
Lower the handguns, say a long prayer
Sat at the mirror, gave a long stare
Feel it comin' and the night is the wrong air, outside anyway
Weigh a buck-eighty and whatever the semi weigh
A dollar bill weigh much less than a penny weigh
So you was talkin' heavy, I fucked with the featherweights
Goin' through hell, but I'll send you through heaven's gates
H-O-L-I-D-A-Y, happy
Spray the lobby where your cousin and your auntie stay
The opening lines "Ghost, let me know who to haunt today, Ain't Houston, but got rockets I could launch away" seem to refer to the artist's desire to engage in some kind of violent activity. Using the word "ghost" to start his verse, he is essentially telling his fans that he is here to haunt the competition. He then goes on to say that he doesn't need to be in Houston to cause destruction, he has "rockets" that he can launch from wherever he might be. The second line in the verse is a reference to red bottoms, which are a kind of luxury shoe that is popular with rappers. He says he's not one of those guys, but he is a "red button-nigga." This likely refers to the button on a gun that you push to fire the weapon. He then warns that he's got a shotgun loaded up and he's ready to take someone out. The line "My gun is a dickhead, let it come in, nigga" is likely a reference to the fact that he's very sexually active and is equating his gun to his penis. After the warning shot, he says he's going to go ahead and "pause that," which means he's going to end the violence for a moment. But he also says that bullets are coming and you can never really pause that. He then goes on to talk about money, and how the money he makes from his "goon" activities might be cool, but it's nothing compared to the money he can make from business ventures. But he's also aware of the dangers of being in the hood and talking about money. So he suggests that people should watch what they say when they're sitting in the hood. He then talks about a duplex on the outskirts of the Gulf Coast where he's staying, and how he's not too worried about his girl being on her period (tellingly, he just wants to use her mouth). He then makes a threat against anyone who tries to mess with him, telling them to suck his dick when he outbursts. The rest of the verse is spent describing his experiences in the hood and how he's had to deal with the harsh realities of life there.
Line by Line Meaning
Ghost, let me know who to haunt today
Tell me who to take revenge upon today
Ain't Houston, but got rockets I could launch away
I may not be in Houston, but I have the resources to cause destruction
Ain't a red bottom-nigga, but a red button-nigga
I may not wear red-bottom shoes, but I have access to launch missiles with a red button
Shotgun loaded up, headhuntin', nigga
I have a shotgun ready to hunt someone down
My gun is a dickhead, let it come in, nigga
My gun is eager to shoot, let it come in
Now I go 'head and pause that
I'll stop talking about guns now
Bullets is comin', you can never pause that
Once I start shooting, there's no stopping the bullets
Eh, that goon money is cool, that rap money is good
Money earned through violence is okay, but the money earned from music is better
That business money is great
Money earned through business is the best
But you watch what you sayin' when you sittin' in the hood
Be careful what you say when you're in the neighborhood
Little spot off the Gulf Coast, duplex on the outskirts
I have a small residence near the Gulf of Mexico
I know your bitch on the rag
I know your girlfriend is on her period
But I don't really sweat it 'cause I know that her mouth works
But I don't care because I know she can still perform oral sex
Tell your clique suck dick when I outburst
Tell your group to perform oral sex on me when I lose my temper
Smokin', reminiscin' on movin' that down-south work
I smoke and reminisce on selling drugs in the southern United States
Have you ever seen a nigga bleed?
Have you ever seen someone get injured?
You was just rappin', lyin', smokin' your weed
You were just rapping, lying, and smoking weed
I was in the trenches with niggas that got to eat
I was with the people who had to struggle to survive
Been to funerals with mothers that got to weep
I've attended funerals where mothers grieved for their lost children
Had to stay awake with niggas that need to sleep
I had to stay awake with people who were tired and needed sleep
I would lose an arm for some niggas that's knee-deep
I would sacrifice a limb for my close friends who are in deep trouble
If you feelin' (?) fuck it, you got to leave
If you're feeling uncomfortable, you should leave
Ghost, stay cool, but you know that I got the heat
Stay calm, but know that I'm ready to use my firearm
Lower the handguns, say a long prayer
Put down your guns and pray
Sat at the mirror, gave a long stare
I sat in front of the mirror and contemplated
Feel it comin' and the night is the wrong air, outside anyway
I feel something bad is about to happen, especially at nighttime
Weigh a buck-eighty and whatever the semi weigh
Weighs 180 pounds along with the weight of the semi-automatic weapon
A dollar bill weigh much less than a penny weigh
A dollar bill weighs less than a penny
So you was talkin' heavy, I fucked with the featherweights
You were talking tough, but you're not strong enough to handle me
Goin' through hell, but I'll send you through heaven's gates
I'm going through tough times, but I'll make sure you end up in heaven
H-O-L-I-D-A-Y, happy
Spelling out the word holiday and expressing happiness
Spray the lobby where your cousin and your auntie stay
Shoot up the lobby where your relatives live
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