to get my paper, my paper I'm so fire, fire Patron got a brotha feelin higher, higher (HEY!) higher, higher Ain't nothin I'm just tryin to get my paper, my paper
stop Tryin' to make it to the top for your ass get popped (Now) If you a rida (Yeah) Or just a Soul Survivor [Verse 1 (Young Jeezy):] (Let's get it)
Tryin' to make it to the top for your ass get popped (Now) If you a rida (Yeah) Or just a Soul Survivor [Verse 1 (Young Jeezy):] (Let's get it) Tonight
penitentiaries But still homey keep it real, how does it feel to lose your life, over somethin that you did as a kid? You all alone, no communication, block on the phone Don't get
fiends buggin' Kicking up dust with the older g's Soaking up the game that was told to me I ain't never touched a gat that i couldn't shoot I learned
a busta, make it hell 4 a hustler [E.D.I. Amin] Now in these last days and times I takes mines so serious Gotta get that paper quickly and escape the
that I was gon' flop you gon' lose yo paper. [Chorus X2] [Jada] A yo, get it through ya head there's no stopping me Nigga the R is double the surface is full the block
weight and got real estate tryna stretch the paper It's best to invest the paper But if you wanna battle, let's bet, I could use the extra paper Cause i'd
to score like Kobe (score like Kobe) And you just tryin to block like goalie (block like goalie) But I'm a give her D like my first name Moby (first name
t get me Ten vehicles parked in the yard, pick your choice, I'll get that key Take that jet out to West, let's swang and get our swerve on Hit that strip
ten in an hour if that Stay away from where the cowards be at (why's that) Time is money god, and you can't get an hour back Or I would do it again
Twenty One? with more houses that sell than Century Twenty One cops respect 'cause they know we big and ain't lock us up for bodies that they know we did that
that brown and rock that white No school, put that book back down, pick up that knife See that's the real reason I hate to be on tour I'd rather be back
me your love [Mariah] (Clue) (Get him back) It's a shame to be So euphoric and weak When you smile at me And you tell me the things That you know
? And let me know if you gon' ride tonight Cause this paper we makin' is real, all day [Verse] It's like that y'all (that y'all) Don't get it twisted
'd get'cha, wear it if it fit ya Y'all thirteen inches, I see the big picture If it's to get richer, I'd probably get wit ya If not burn it, get hot like
m a gangsta, outlaw; indoor, outdoor Nigga tell me, right, Loon goin south paw (that's right) It's Bad Boy we don't give a fuck about y'all (that's right
fly like that Niggaz get fried like that And you don't wanna die like that Have your momma cryin like that Besides all that, I'm in to get it fryin like
