| Paper on top of papers, stack papers some more
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| Look or places to put it like where this gon' go?
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| Floatin', creatin', changin' like switchin' up clothes
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| Once they bite our styles, we done want 'em no more
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| Paper on top of papers, stack papers some more
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| Look or places to put it like where this gon' go?
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| Floatin', creatin', changin' like switchin' up clothes
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| Once they bite our styles, we done want 'em no more
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| Sick, all my life they got me sick
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| I can’t get after the grip with all 'em on my dick
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| I can’t quit, I got some more 'bout to purchase this
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| I hit my wrist up, lit my shit up, 50 clips
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| That’s your beamer on my wrist, homie and that ain’t it
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| I tell my youngin' how I got all this, they learned it quick
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| I see 'em swingin' 'round 'em corners in all kind of shit
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| Now I’m him, top dog in the yard when I walk in
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| It’s like the whole earth pause
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| Against the physics laws, niggas livin' large
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| Germ’s lit, fattest Cuban cigars, you thought you seen it all
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| Paper on top of papers, stack papers some more
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| Look or places to put it like where this gon' go?
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| Floatin', creatin', changin' like switchin' up clothes
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| Once they bite our styles, we done want 'em no more |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Papers , by - Curren$y. Song from the album Revolver - EP, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп