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Kap G

That Paper

 

That Paper

(albüm: Like A Mexican - 2014)


[Hook:]
I love that paper, I love that paper
I love that paper, I love that paper (te amo)
Get em' in by the bolo, you know I can't fuck with a broke ho
Cause I love that paper
I love that paper, I love that paper

I love that paper, I love that paper
I'm getting this paper (dinero)
And if it ain't money then we're not related, there's no conversation
I just keep it pimping, girl why is you trippin'? that's just in my nature
Got my barber in Cali, he got LA Clippers, he give me a shape-up
If this ain't no migo shit, you don't know nothing about it
My weed is so loud and yo shit is so quiet, yo pockets on diet
I've been tryna get money, I've been rolling these blunts, I don't worry bout no broke hoes
Girl you're getting on my nerves, I can't buy you no Louie, that's a motherfucking no-no
Migos bring em' in through the bolos
This is for all of them selling cocos
Got a bad bitch named Coco, can't put a ring on it, I ain't frodo
And whenever we see the popos, hit the backdoor, here the 4-4
Oh no, and I got dope boys, cortez, you know, just like cholos

[Hook]

Go get your weight up, don't owe you no favors
Don't like me, then sue me
Got powerful lawyers just like great debaters
Put the money on the table, I'm the truth not a phantom
Tim Tebow, [?] from Florida Gators
I'm kicking I'm kicking that flava, I'm kicking that flavor
Money on my mind, I don't got time to be a conversator
I've been rolling these blunts, I've been tryna get money, tryna get my cake up
And I'm rolling with my dawgs, yeah I'm rolling with my wolves, like Twilight, Jacob
Straight up, pay up, and my bitch got on no makeup
And I gotta act down with her face up, put her in the hip like a pager, straight up, straight up
I don't play no games, no Sega, gotta kick her out when she wake up
Say "Kap G but te amo", I don't need no bull no Chicago, adios

[Hook]

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