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Marc E. Bassy

Paper Paper

 

Paper Paper

(album: Man Makes Plans - 2020)


Lonely is my weather
Cut me, through my leather
Girl I sleep much better
When we say forever

In a race, it ain't no drug money
Tell me what they really want from me?
Bust the Rollie down, make it freeze
Best friend turning to enemies, ayy
I'm tryna break through the trends but
My bitch got on a new dress
And she say if I don't choose up
Pretty soon she gotta choose up

Paper, paper, money, money (Money, money)
Tell me what you really done for me? (Done for me)
Got me out here chasing cliches (Cliches, ayy)
Ricky Ross, without the freeway (Freeway)
Ayy, [?] get in my account (My account)
[?] made a hunnid thousand
I do it for the ransom (Ransom)
Say I'm sorry to my grandson, yeah, yeah

Ripped off a couple adlibs (Adlibs)
Tryna turn my shit to classic (Classic)
I'm feeling like a vulture (Vulture)
I'm too cultured for my culture
Tryna slide into sliding
Tell your girl to bring her girlfriends, oh (Girlfriends)
Raise the money, then dilute the love
But shit that love was always switching up

Paper, paper, money, money (Money, money)
Tell me what you really done for me? (Done for me)
Got me out here chasing cliches (Cliches, ayy)
Ricky Ross, without the freeway (Freeway)
Ayy, [?] get in my account (My account)
[?] made a hunnid thousand
I do it for the ransom (Ransom)
Say I'm sorry to my grandson, yeah, yeah

Paper, paper, money, money (Money, money)
Tell me what you really done for me? (Done for me)
Got me out here chasing cliches (Cliches, ayy)
Ricky Ross, without the freeway (Freeway)
Ayy, [?] get in my account (My account)
[?] made a hunnid thousand
I do it for the ransom (Ransom)
Say I'm sorry to my grandson, yeah, yeah

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