Lyrics:
praten nu met jezelf
En zeg waar het op staat, want anders blijft je leven een hel
Ya get me!
Get that paper, son. En bouw je eigen legacy voor jou en heel
Don't get me wrong, why don't you pause
Till you see where I'm coming from
I get that paper cause I am a son
Wanna put it in that kingdom business I gotta
I get, I get my paper all the time, I keep tellin' you
Cassidy the problem, c'mon
All my people out there, gettin' that cake man
Take somethin' out
time
With my bone thug love
I'ma always get mine
And I mean that,
Gotta have that,
Paper paper,
Money money,
Money, money
Money ain't a thing,
paper, I chase paper, I chase paper
(Sunday, homie)
Hustle now, sleep when I'm dead
Niggas with paper, they go fed
Grandma told me, that's where I'm
I ain't really havin' no paper problems
Man I'm just tryna get paper
That young nigga that got a paper problem
He can't get to no paper
I ain't never
can I survive life if that itself is cancer
WE ARE IN THE MOMENT FEEL IT OWN IT - SING THE DAMN HOOK
Get yo' paper (I run it) get the lighter (I run it)
You know I gotta go get that money money money
Spit like a brick or crack, Imma keep on hustling
On the roll but first a bowl packed, no reprocaution
no
But I pop them rubber bands
Man I can get like fifty thousand in that brown bag
All brown paper bag
Fill it up wit' ones
Fill it, fill it
I'm all, I'm all about my paper (I can do that)
I'm all, I'm all about my paper (that right)
Now ho, don't ask me what I'm doing, that's me in
no
But I pop them rubber bands
Man I can get like fifty thousand in that brown bag
All brown paper bag
Fill it up wit' ones
Fill it, fill it
get the paper
Pull the trigger pull the trigger
Tell the gun men
That we need some paper
Pull the trigger pull the trigger
Inyemi me ye ko ni
He will
smoking papers
And we only smoking papers
We only smoking papers
Yeah on that purple like a laker
Smoking za call it medusa it gets me stoned every time I
I don't wanna lyrical swing, I will physically swing them
That's why I haven't clashed anybody since "long son den some win seng"
If I hear man say
Paper, paper, paper, need that paper, get that paper money
Paper, paper, paper, need that paper, get that paper money
I don't even need to be
no
But I pop them rubber bands
Man I can get like fifty thousand in that brown bag
All brown paper bag
Fill it up wit' ones
Fill it, fill it
no
But I pop them rubber bands
Man I can get like fifty thousand in that brown bag
All brown paper bag
Fill it up wit' ones
Fill it, fill it
no
But I pop them rubber bands
Man I can get like fifty thousand in that brown bag
All brown paper bag
Fill it up wit' ones
Fill it, fill it
no
But I pop them rubber bands
Man I can get like fifty thousand in that brown bag
All brown paper bag
Fill it up wit' ones
Fill it, fill it
no
But I pop them rubber bands
Man I can get like fifty thousand in that brown bag
All brown paper bag
Fill it up wit' ones
Fill it, fill it
you get caught
Past the Quiktrip
you bound to be shot
That's kinda gory
Lets change the story
Back to the paper cause its never boring
If you getting
Nothing dey ginger me
See all this cash I see
Nothing go hinder me
I'ma get this paper (Paper)
I hustle and grind for paper (Paper)
But I go come back later
Georgia with it
Last verse, did you get it? Nah
Never mind, just throw that cash in a duffle
As I'm on my Hollywood shuffle
Eatin' your dollar truffles,
You hear my son in the back (That's my son)
He's the reason why I live (Why I live)
Yeah, I love him with my heart that's my mission
Yeah, I love
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