Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Paper Trail , by - Kidz In The Hall. Song from the album The in Crowd, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 21.04.2008
Record label: Duck Down
Song language: English
Paper Trail |
| Paper trail stay fallin' from the sky |
| Get away in that cherry bubble I |
| Pop the cork, say just raise your glass high |
| Spark the doobie, we about to get high |
| Money on my mind, about to get rich |
| We young tycoons on a platinum trip |
| From Parii to uh, Tokyo to uh |
| New York to uh, Chicago and uh |
| Miami to the D town |
| Cause everywhere we go you know we puttin' it down |
| It’s like |
| Easy does it |
| This here be a doosie |
| My verbal treat a Double O snare like a floosy |
| Slide inside, then on to the next one |
| Spit that futuristic shit, George Jetson |
| Ultimate Fighter, ultimate writer |
| Stadium flow is made for cigarette lighters |
| Behind mics my live punch light |
| I’m Kimbo Slice |
| Invoke nice |
| Second to none |
| Bump gums like the set of Nick Teen |
| Nick Green with a sweeter sixteen and |
| Little Aaron Reed on MTV |
| Caviar in the form of an MP3 |
| Made in conjunction with the real |
| Hand delivered down from Heaven underneath |
| Mr. Jabari Evans and |
| Paper trail stay fallin' from the sky (pick it up) |
| Get away in that cherry bubble I |
| Pop the cork, say just raise your glass high |
| Spark the doobie, we about to get high |
| Money on my mind, about to get rich |
| We young tycoons on a platinum trip |
| From ATL to uh, VA and uh |
| Berlin to uh, Dub A and uh |
| Seattle to the H town |
| Cause everywhere we go you know we puttin' it down |
| It’s Phon' |
| Tiggalo the show stopper |
| You and your crew look so opera |
| While I’m in Osaka |
| Lettin' the beats bang till I’m hard of hearing |
| Make the ear-ring just like some door knockers |
| I always got to do my job and stay on top of my |
| It wasn’t written little nigga, it was prophesied |
| In '03 I dropped The Listening and |
| It took me from Paris to New York to Michigan and |
| Niggas thought that we would get dropped |
| But I just made a pit stop |
| Re-tire like the Michelin Man |
| Now I’m back on the track like Ricky Bobby and I |
| Piss excellence, to step to this you outta your mind |
| Me and Naledge the team |
| It’s a movement but nah |
| We need class participation |
| Raise your hands to the sky |
| Let’s go |
| Paper trail stay fallin' from the sky (pick it up) |
| Get away in that cherry bubble I |
| Pop the cork, say just raise your glass high |
| Spark the doobie, we about to get high |
| Money on my mind, about to get rich |
| We young tycoons on a platinum trip |
| From Parii to uh, Tokyo to uh |
| New York to uh, Chicago and uh |
| Miami to the D town |
| Cause everywhere we go you know we puttin' it down |
| A shot of brilliance |
| Chased with some excellence |
| Heavy on je ne sais quoi |
| Translation |
| I’m somethin' like a star |
| When it comes to the verbal spar |
| Ride tracks sorta like a Nascar |
| Limited time only |
| Take a rain check on the lame trip |
| Catch me on the? |
| sippin' Cabernet |
| Eatin' |
| Salmon fillet with peach jelly glaze |
| Strictly on some player shit |
| I’m not pardoning this |
| But I got no synonyms just to say the shit |
| I’m on my P’s & Q’s |
| Cross T’s, dot I’s |
| See the hunger runnin' south side in my brown eyes |
| Not sayin' that I was poor |
| But I was sayin' I could always use more |
| Paper trail stay fallin' from the sky (pick it up) |
| Get away in that cherry bubble I |
| Pop the cork, say just raise your glass high |
| Spark the doobie, we about to get high |
| Money on my mind, about to get rich |
| We young tycoons on a platinum trip |
| From Parii to uh, Tokyo to uh |
| New York to uh, Chicago and uh |
| Miami to the D town |
| Cause everywhere we go you know we puttin' it down |
| All over the world |