Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bout My Paper , by - Dj Noiz. Song from the album Jackpot Back, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 09.02.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Noizy
Song language: English
Bout My Paper |
| B. G |
| Uh-huh I’m bout my feddi by all means |
| Look here I be on a paper chase I’m all about my cheddar |
| I ain’t touching the mic if it ain’t five Gs or better |
| I plan never to fall short again |
| I want game |
| Wootay I’ma tell ya no pain no gain |
| I hustle hard for what I want thats how I get it |
| I struggle hard and if its out there I’m goin get it |
| If ya see CMR a dollar sign on the CD |
| Somewhere on there you’ll see featuring the B. G |
| Me and my nigga B like Suge and Pac |
| We gettin' our shine on all the way to the top |
| Look ain’t no stoppin' us boy don’t try |
| When you hear it once it ain’t no secret you go and buy |
| You can lie bout this stunt bout that |
| You can’t dodge these fifty shots I’m bout ta rat-tat-tat |
| Ain’t nothin change still a busta wig splitter |
| Straight hustle for my chesse I’ma money go-getter |
| Bout my paper my chesse so before my eyes close |
| I want my green ta add up ta six zeros |
| Get yo fetti nigga somebody playa hate split’em |
| Get yo fetti nigga somebody stop you kill’em |
| Its all about Benjamins thats all I wanna have |
| Ducked off in my house with a ho takin' a bubble bath |
| Sparklin' marble coverin' all my room floors |
| A maid in a bathin' suit doin' my house chores |
| Do not disturb sign on my bedroom door |
| Cuz my dick gettin' ate by my number one whore |
| Look I’m money hungry |
| Bout actin' a donkey |
| No longer a junkie |
| I got rid of that monkey |
| I’m cheeky I don’t want you fuckin' with my shit |
| My neck and my knuckles covered with crushed out shit |
| Sparklin' gold cover my muthafuckin' grill |
| Pockets filled with big head hundred dollar bills |
| Fuckin' up this rap game with these wicked rap skills |
| And ain’t far from makin' Gs ta makin' mills |
| I’m a treal B.G. |
| uptown hard hitter |
| On the real my nigga I’ma money go-getter |
| Oh I gotta get it gotta grab it |
| Gotta have it |
| Like snortin' dope but snortin' coke is a habit |
| I gotta see it gotta feel it |
| Quick ta spin it |
| Shoot dice all day with my niggas tryin' ta win it |
| I rap hustle cuz I’m a hustlin' ass nigga |
| Also a gat totter bout bustin' some ass nigga |
| So you, can play with me bout my chesse |
| You gotta go fool in a casket six feet deep |
| Sellin' tapes and CDs |
| Like sellin' pick threes |
| Ring up a million sales we done hit the lottery |
| I’m a benjamin chaser |
| Playa hata eraser |
| Police have no case |
| Cuz I do murders without a trace |
| I’m almost at home I done past third base |
| I’m playin' with five figures when I get six I’m straight |
| If I catch yo bitch down bad I’ma hit her |
| Paper chaser nigga B.G. |
| a money go-getter |
| (I'm bout my feddi nigga, I’m bout my feddi by all means nessacarry, |
| it’s about the benjamins, it’s all about the green the mutha fuckin' dope, B.G. |
| I get, I get mine on, I get my grind on my shine on, You tryna get yours? |
| I’m stackin mine, you stackin yours?) |