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[Hook] That paper my chauffeur, yea that money drive me N*gga I'm rolling I let your honey ride me Hate it or love it hater, hate it or love it hater Hate it or love it hater, but I'm getting my f*cking paper I'm shinning on them n*ggas slidin' on them thangs Every city that I roll through they be hollerin' my name Hate it or love it hater, hate it or love it hater Hate it or love it hater, but I'm getting my f*cking paper [Verse] Seems all these n*ggas are gone man I'm zoning and flying But homie don't get me wrong I still roam with the lions That mahf*cker on chrome I'm into ownin' and buyin' All white with the red top call it Conan O'brien I was almost to the top when a n*gga fell back To the bottom and it shook my whole plan Then I climb back from the bottom Tryna make it to the top so I took my whole fam If I gotta go hard then I'm a bull guard for ya whole card In my hood I go HAM, now a n*gga gettin' chauffeured Screamin' look ma no haaaands damn Damn I dun made it through the struggle yea it been a fight Like a left then a right, then a right then a left then a body hook Then my papa left so its only right my body hooks when I write Fly as a pimp fl-fly as a pimp l-look here boy l-look here boy N*ggas mad cuz my swag high as a blimp I guess you can call that a good year boy And I'm comin' for the top cuz I'm one of the best Cool as a tropic breeze and my watch like a cop wit' a gun And a vest that motherf*ckers talkin' bout freeze And I'm stylin' on yo ass walkin' in these Kanye sneakers And I don't mean followin' his path (Louis) [Hook] |