Bout My Paper

B.G.

[Talking] B.G.



Uh-huh I'm bout my feddi by all means




Verse: 1



Look here I be on a paper chase I'm all about my cheddar



I aint touching the mic if it aint 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 aint no stoppin' us boy don't try



When you hear it once it aint 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



Aint nothin change still a busta wig splitter



Straight hustle for my chesse I'ma money go-getter




(Chorus) 2x



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




Verse: 2



Its all about Benjamins thats all I wanna have



Ducked off in my house with a hoe 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 wit
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