all eyes on me I'm brutal, choppin' Up that paper like you know Gotta click since I call them blue notes Shippin' that paper from Earth to Pluto Get that
huh I'm bout my feddi by all means Verse: 1 Look here I be on a paper chase I'm all about my cheddar I aint touching the mic if it aint five Gs or better
take yearn This is what'cha earn, chopper bullets burn S.K. trigga clicker, the blunt-smoker lighter flipper Paper chaser for six figures bout my issue
Uptown is do or die Let's make it happen, think of an action Fuck rappin' I'm cappin', fuck yappin', gimme no dappin' Pull out the strapin' and start bustin', Show me you bout buckin' or
your bin, hit your house, unlock ten Boy you can't win I let chopper bullets spin [Turk] Don't fuck with bitch niggaz, 226 bout the real Them niggaz who paper chase
squeel nigga Don't spill, we use the index finger to kill nigga How u feel gettin caught up in my paper chase Ya' feel the deal gettin caught up in my paper chase
: Verse One: Lil' Wayne Head buster off top Grab the chopper and chop At the top is my spot And nigger it's flip or get flopped Let it drip or get dropped
man I ain't from the South 50 Cent man ya'll niggas ya'll know what I'm about I'm bout my money man I'm on a paper chase I'll have doc tying your face
my flesh, flesh and my flesh Chorus: Makaveli Come with me, Hail Mary Run quick see, what do we have here Now, do you wanna ride or die La dadada, la
a 'Pac style taker I'll tell you to face, you ain't nothin' but a faker Softer than Alize with a chaser 'bout to get murdered for the paper EDI Mean approach
taker I'll tell you to face, you ain't nothing shit but a faker So fill the Alazhay with a chaser 'bout to get murdered for the paper E.d.i I mean post
Cent Intro] This is how we do it, when we do it Like we just wanna tear the club up We do it like there aint nothin to it The way we do it, now everybody
heavy weight champ when he lose I read somewhere, I'm homophobic shiiit Go through the hood, there's mad niggas on my dick Now we can get hostile or we can do
richest black motherfucking gang in the world My nigga always say, there's only two things a nigga can do for you You either got time or money, can't
stop Until these playa-hatin niggas body rott (body rott) Nigga the war shouldn't stop Until these motherfuckin cops body rott (body rott) [Krayzie] We paper chasers
shit, now I got a new bitch Think I give two shits You ain't gon do shit Meet my two fingers, intro... deuces If you knew better you'd do better Wanna
else to chase I kill it on the stage but still I miss the days Of chilling in the crowd like a normal kid my age But still I got this paper and still
