They call me paperman
I get that paper man
Yo shawty starin homie
Don't make me take her man
But I'm just on the low
And you already know
Ya bitch choosin pimpin
That's just the way it go

They call me paperman paperman
In that brand new chevy suddan
My money stack up so tall like new york scryscrappers man
I keep me a fresh tapper man
Rich yung are them basics man
Greatest player at home like kobe in staples man
He be tryna lock her down she tryna escape the man
I pick that paper up in the mornin she is like my paper stand
They say money shapes a man
Keep them squares out yo circle
And work ya money nigga just don't let ya money work you

They call me paperman
I get that paper man
Yo shawty starin homie
Don't make me take her man
But I'm just on the low
And you already know
Ya bitch choosin pimpin
That's just the way it go

They call me paperman
I get that paper man
Yo shawty starin homie
Don't make me take her man
But I'm just on the low
And you already know
Ya bitch choosin pimpin
That's just the way it go

I'm a man to blow 2 grand or so on sneakers made from animal
Even if they don't understand the flow
Bet them hoes understand the doe
Every motherf**ker on this planet know
Money keeps the world on spin
If I put the spur on in ain't no doubt yo girl gone grin
They like my shine
They like my grind
I take yo girl I bring her back
Ain't it like she mine
Ya hoes to blame
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You know the game
It's loso rich but if u wana know the name I say

They call me paperman
I get that paper man
Yo shawty starin homie
Don't make me take her man
But I'm just on the low
And you already know
Ya bitch choosin pimpin
That's just the way it go

They call me paperman
I get that paper man
Yo shawty starin homie
Don't make me take her man
But I'm just on the low
And you already know
Ya bitch choosin pimpin
That's just the way it go

Now I dip through strips in a whip with black 22's and chrome on the lip
Don't slip don't trip cause the tips are hollow in this chrome on my hip
I lean so mean so clean that there ain't a stane on these clothes
Hoes run throw some throw ones we makin it rain on these hoes
I ride through slow
Just hide ya hoe
Don't let yo hoe see loso
I think I'm this I think I'm that
Man I don't think I know so
I let them know
We let them go
So please don't play with them boys
She wana come just let her come over and play with them boys

They call me paperman
I get that paper man
Yo shawty starin homie
Don't make me take her man
But I'm just on the low
And you already know
Ya bitch choosin pimpin
That's just the way it go

They call me paperman
I get that paper man
Yo shawty starin homie
Don't make me take her man
But I'm just on the low
And you already know
Ya bitch choosin pimpin
That's just the way it go

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