letra de paperwork party - babyface ray
[intro]
(trapboy3k)
yeah, yeah
my n-gga don passed out in here
still be sippin’ this sh-t when it’s foreign cars and sh-t, ayy
[chorus]
paperwork party (you on paperwork, n-gga)
paperwork party (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
paperwork party
paperwork party
[verse 1]
i’m good on the paperwork (i’m good)
wake up out a lean coma, go straight to work (there)
n-gga, crack the seal for me, let me taste it first (let me taste it)
n-gga, blow that sh-t, i never seen a money truck chase a he-rs- (on my life)
sh-t f-cked up for him, he’ll sn-tch a purse
i was just talkin’ to the broker, tryna sn-tch a vert
cuz told me stop rappin’, but the rappin’ work
he was tryna put me on game how the vacuum work (i get it)
i don’t wanna party (uh-uh)
that paper forever on my mind, i’m r-t-rded (forever)
i ain’t have no clue it would be this when it started
the price of a blue raise up when you froze it (facts)
n-gga need to drip water, went and got my piece watered, i be on it sleepwalkin’
so many blues on me, i feel like c-walking
when siri give directions, i imagine reek talkin’
n-gga, i’m tryna keep ballin’
dog-walk b-tches, i should put a leash on ’em (b-tches)
i ain’t need liquor, put a half a p on her (b-tch)
no limit to this sh-t, i’m like master p on ’em (uh)
f-ck them diors, lil’ pass a g for ’em (f-ck it)
ain’t none of this my plan, what you mad at me for? (uh-uh)
super smacked, shootin’ there and shootin’ back
i need a mansion in the hills, coupe to match (the coupe)
[chorus]
paperwork party
paperwork party
paperwork party, yeah
[verse 2]
n-gga think the feds on him
got locked, he ain’t even have no bail money
pick my daughter up from school, she say i smell funny
dirty sprite, exotics, and chanel on me
ayy, playin’ in that field, it get real for you
they ain’t up a pint, let’s get real muddy
you don’t need a deal, just some pill junkies
don’t leave him with too much, he’ll steal from you
yeah, my raps real, you cap still, need an act deal
dropped a pint, broke the glass just like shaq did
what you got? where your racks? what your stats is?
(i peeped a stack, rollin’ up)
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