Paper Touchin'
(专辑: There Is No Competition - 2008)
[Intro: Latif] Here on the
Eastside, we be paper touchin It all started out in Brooklyn Yeah, but the
kid kept it movin Uhh, I
came along way from hustlin Now it's worldwide paper touchin {"Gangsta Grillz"} Here on the
Eastside, we be paper touchin ("You know the
cheese to the
sky all day e'ry day") Here on the
Westside, we be paper touchin {"Gangsta..."} [Red Cafe] Uh, the
Big Wills sittin on big wheels Brooklyn's back, imagine how Big feel (What else?!) Yeah I
am a
big deal Tell 'em keep the
change, when I
break big bills Talk is cheap, everyone could afford it This for the
hustlers, everyone should applaud it (uhh) Get'cha camera phone, everyone should record it (ahh) I'm the
pizza man, I
delivers the
orders (woo) Arm &, Ham-in-mer-ham-and-the-grits Homey I'll cut your wrist off, put your hands on my grits See I'll be the
convict, I
am fully committed Took my shoes off and laughed, they couldn't fit it (What else?!) If I
don't do nuttin I'm a
ball Fall through your city, shut down the
mall (That all?!) I'm Tupac with it, I
got the
"Juice" Soldier, but only the
gangsters I
salute [Chorus: Latif] It all started out in Brooklyn Yeah, but the
kid kept it movin Uhh, I
came along way from hustlin Now it's worldwide paper touchin Here on the
Eastside, we be paper touchin Here on the
Westside, we be paper touchin [Red Cafe] She's sick of that song, how it's so long since she met a G
like me First it was Kane, then it was Big, then it was Jay And she love the
homey F-A-B, now meet me (It's R) Flow-riffic, white flower I
whip it Spin it round and round, stand on my pivot (voila) Keep that white girl, Christina Aguilera I
seen the
king soon as I
got a
mirror (What else?!) Gettin fresh and lettuce be my fetish Retired with the
chip like Je-rome Bettis I
wonder, if I
stacked Bread like Wonder Would my Woman's first name be Wonder? When it come to me they are Stevie Wonder They can't see I, I
am B.I.G.'s student Make 'em holla it's movin Make 'em light up and get to boozin [Chorus] [Outro: Red Cafe (Latif)] Hey zukon you know I
gotta diddy bop to this one (Paper touchin) Why not? {"My nigga Red Cafe!"} (Paper touchin)