CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : THA PAPER
We trying to get money
Yeah, all day (D Scott got some beats, huh?)
We got paper in this b*t*h. (b*t*h I’m up)
Yeah, we got some paper in this b*t*h. (b*t*h I’m up)
We don’t need no favors in this b*t*h (b*t*h I’m up)
Got too many haters in this b*t*h
(And here are the few of the countless rolls of paper)
One thing I need (Paper)
I ain’t even trying to stop it, look at my pockets
What do you see? (Paper)
And these hoes be watching, panties be dropping
What could it be? (Paper)
If the money ain’t the topic, I ain’t trying to talk it
Words ain’t free
(And here are the few of the countless rolls of paper)
This that Rollie watches, money dropping
Music type of sh*t
You Rodeo shopping, Hermes rocking
Fancy type of chick
Oh, you like f**king with a n***a that’s rich?
Oh, you like foreign tags all on your fits?
Oh, you like flying overseas on trips?
Oh, you like Boosie when he talk that sh*t?
Girl don’t forget, if you really want that Birkin
Then that mouthpiece better be working
And the pu**y better leak and be squirting
And the sex game better be perfect
One thing’s for certain
I ain’t tripping on the money that I’m getting
If you wanna get it, we can go and get it
Ain’t no limit to a motherf**ker spending
But wait a minute, what you gon' do for it
One thing I need (Paper)
I ain’t even trying to stop it, look at my pockets
What do you see? (Paper)
And these hoes be watching, panties be dropping
What could it be? (Paper)
If the money ain’t the topic, I ain’t trying to talk it
Words ain’t free
(And here are the few of the countless rolls of paper)
Yeah, rich n***a mode, and I stay in a rich n***a pose
And I got the hoes on freeze
Got bad chicks stripping on poles
And I got my own company
Hundred grand for the brand, bad clothes
Why these n***as hate Dandrell?
Cause they hoe doing God-who-knows
Whoa! I’mma put her in Louie
Put diamond cuts all in her jewelry
If she wanna act on screen?
Hell yeah, we can gon' make a movie
When it’s my duty
I ain’t tripping on the money that I’m getting
If you wanna get it, we can go and get it
Ain’t no limit to a motherf**ker spending
But wait a minute, what you gon' do for it?
One thing I need (Paper)
I ain’t even trying to stop it, look at my pockets
What do you see? (Paper)
And these hoes be watching, panties be dropping
What could it be? (Paper)
If the money ain’t the topic, I ain’t trying to talk it
Words ain’t free
(And here are the few of the countless rolls of paper)
(Boosie Badazz, yeah!)
Hermes bag, that’s my b*t*h, Thursday swag
Money everywhere around this b*t*h
I got birthday swag every time I wake up, n***a
People say a n***a rich, rich, rich
I got a AK match my gold chain
I got friends big time with cocaine
I got a b*t*h eat my d**k, I don’t know her name
I got 6 new cars in the cooler now
If we talking paper then you gotta say the Boosie man
Look at his watch
This n***a looking like a light switch
Ain’t too many n***as living like this
How I’m c*mming?
2 bad black girls and a bad ass white b*t*h
I need a bag, and I ain’t playing ‘round, n***a
2021, money all around, n***a
Smoking out the pound, n***a
With exotic hoes, with Versace robes
Yeah!
One thing I need (Paper)
I ain’t even trying to stop it, look at my pockets
What do you see? (Paper)
And these hoes be watching, panties be dropping
What could it be? (Paper)
If the money ain’t the topic, I ain’t trying to talk it
Words ain’t free
(And here are the few of the countless rolls of paper)
Yeah, all day (D Scott got some beats, huh?)
We got paper in this b*t*h. (b*t*h I’m up)
Yeah, we got some paper in this b*t*h. (b*t*h I’m up)
We don’t need no favors in this b*t*h (b*t*h I’m up)
Got too many haters in this b*t*h
(And here are the few of the countless rolls of paper)
One thing I need (Paper)
I ain’t even trying to stop it, look at my pockets
What do you see? (Paper)
And these hoes be watching, panties be dropping
What could it be? (Paper)
If the money ain’t the topic, I ain’t trying to talk it
Words ain’t free
(And here are the few of the countless rolls of paper)
This that Rollie watches, money dropping
Music type of sh*t
You Rodeo shopping, Hermes rocking
Fancy type of chick
Oh, you like f**king with a n***a that’s rich?
Oh, you like foreign tags all on your fits?
Oh, you like flying overseas on trips?
Oh, you like Boosie when he talk that sh*t?
Girl don’t forget, if you really want that Birkin
Then that mouthpiece better be working
And the pu**y better leak and be squirting
And the sex game better be perfect
One thing’s for certain
I ain’t tripping on the money that I’m getting
If you wanna get it, we can go and get it
Ain’t no limit to a motherf**ker spending
But wait a minute, what you gon' do for it
One thing I need (Paper)
I ain’t even trying to stop it, look at my pockets
What do you see? (Paper)
And these hoes be watching, panties be dropping
What could it be? (Paper)
If the money ain’t the topic, I ain’t trying to talk it
Words ain’t free
(And here are the few of the countless rolls of paper)
Yeah, rich n***a mode, and I stay in a rich n***a pose
And I got the hoes on freeze
Got bad chicks stripping on poles
And I got my own company
Hundred grand for the brand, bad clothes
Why these n***as hate Dandrell?
Cause they hoe doing God-who-knows
Whoa! I’mma put her in Louie
Put diamond cuts all in her jewelry
If she wanna act on screen?
Hell yeah, we can gon' make a movie
When it’s my duty
I ain’t tripping on the money that I’m getting
If you wanna get it, we can go and get it
Ain’t no limit to a motherf**ker spending
But wait a minute, what you gon' do for it?
One thing I need (Paper)
I ain’t even trying to stop it, look at my pockets
What do you see? (Paper)
And these hoes be watching, panties be dropping
What could it be? (Paper)
If the money ain’t the topic, I ain’t trying to talk it
Words ain’t free
(And here are the few of the countless rolls of paper)
(Boosie Badazz, yeah!)
Hermes bag, that’s my b*t*h, Thursday swag
Money everywhere around this b*t*h
I got birthday swag every time I wake up, n***a
People say a n***a rich, rich, rich
I got a AK match my gold chain
I got friends big time with cocaine
I got a b*t*h eat my d**k, I don’t know her name
I got 6 new cars in the cooler now
If we talking paper then you gotta say the Boosie man
Look at his watch
This n***a looking like a light switch
Ain’t too many n***as living like this
How I’m c*mming?
2 bad black girls and a bad ass white b*t*h
I need a bag, and I ain’t playing ‘round, n***a
2021, money all around, n***a
Smoking out the pound, n***a
With exotic hoes, with Versace robes
Yeah!
One thing I need (Paper)
I ain’t even trying to stop it, look at my pockets
What do you see? (Paper)
And these hoes be watching, panties be dropping
What could it be? (Paper)
If the money ain’t the topic, I ain’t trying to talk it
Words ain’t free
(And here are the few of the countless rolls of paper)
