I Got Paper Lyrics

(feat. Lil' Twist)

[Hook: Chris Brown sample chopped]
I got paper girl,
I get it poppin,

[Lil Twist:]
Yeah,
Uh I got paper girl
And I get it poppin,
Lil Twist never stoppin,
Got the game rockin,
Why should I stop that,
I'm sittin on top comfertable like a top hot,
Askin weezy for the G4 next city left back,
This is where the boss at,
Young money tall stacks,
Uh huh,
Haters step yo paper up,
I got too much of that paper my bank teller that's enough,
And my balance say whoa,
And my girl say wow,
And my watch says bling,
And my chain say blow,
But darn I can't lose cause I'm stuck in a loop,
Turn on yo local news high speed testin the coupe

[Hook]

[Short Dawg:]
She say she wanna roll with a nigga like fresh,
Cause I got paper,
I got paper,
And when I hit the door she be gettin undressed,
Cause I got paper,
I got paper,

Yea,
So baby holla at a playa cause yo dude square,
Some people visit to jamaica we can move their,
Change yo residents,
Hit the gucci store and get a fit,
My credit card black like the president,
And you know my pocket full of paper like a note book,
If they holla Short is in the place you get yo hoe took,
It's young money,
Them boys is too fly,
And we can get it poppin like the 4th of July cause,

[Hook]

[Short Dawg:]
Let's get it poppin,
We can hit the tropics,
Tear up the malls like we christmas shoppin,
I'm in the drop with the system knockin.
Chicks is watchin,
Twist is poppin,
We got the paper,
Gotta watch the haters,
They run they mouth just like commentators,
Like they watch us ball,
Cops and all,
So I keeps it clean like socks and draws,
My pants fresh,
Chicks sayin yes,
Cause I'm the cat they can't wait to sex,
She say my voice it just makes her wet,
So she gave me head till she sprained her neck,
I got more hoes than I can handle,
I'm on top of the cake like a candle,
They mad at us cause we stackin bucks,
But the haters get road on like a camel,
SHORT

[Lil Twist:]
I got paper like the first day of school,
But I didn't wake up with it I had to pay the first dues,
Yup,
8 years was not easy,
But now it's payin off I'm gettin paper like easy,
They gonna have to free me,
Come get me out the TV,
I got money to blow like stunna drake and weezy,
I think it's kinda great that these kids wanna be me,
I got Jacksons in my pocket baby girl shout out to Rebe

[Hook]