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letra de show me the paper - sid diamond

[chorus: sid diamond]
i don’t need to hear your props, show, show me the paper
show me the paper
show me the paper (yeah!)
show me the paper
show me the paper
i don’t need to hear your props, show, show me the paper
show me the paper (yeah!)
show me the paper
i don’t need to hear your props, show, show me the paper (yeah)
[verse 1: sid diamond]
it’s the return of the king, yah, numero uno
cook calamari shout out to my son in uso
you ain’t got my money i’m puttin’ your head on pluto
props i don’t need, middle finger you kudos
i’m out for minds, no more favors
no morе features if y’all ain’t payin’
’cause i got clout in thе streets i was raised in
punks want a pass so they need me to save ’em
cheers if i waste popularity your beaut can pay the coupe then i’m not doing you charity
not makin’ you appearances, go ahead and hate
’cause if it ain’t cake sh-t then

[chorus: sid diamond, machine gun kelly]
i don’t need to hear your props, show, show me the paper
show me the paper (yeah!)
show me the paper
show me the paper
i don’t need to hear your props, show, show me the paper
show me the paper
(from new zealand to the states, cleveland whaddup?)
show me the paper
i don’t need to hear your props, show, show me the paper
(mgk, yeah)

[verse 2: machine gun kelly]
show me the paper like it’s temp way
b-tch, i’m the teacher, (what?) head sensei
i can make this money in ten ways (wooh)
i can take a lot of these motherf-ckers to class like penn state
(yeah) show ’em how to make this bread bank (come on)
the kid is in this b-tch, how the f-ck y’all been? (waddup)
trying to tell them do whatever just don’t touch my ends (shut up)
come in the city where i’m from, where the f-ck’s my rent?
but if you talkin’ big money come the f-ck on in (come in)
i’m an eastside boy, inked up like the bike shops (yah)
you a little brown nose, me, i don’t like cops (no)
never been a run up on my chucks and tight knots (yeah)
and guard your b-tch ’cause i’m a player like i ball for the white socks (yeah)
[chorus: sid diamond]
i don’t need to hear your props, show, show me the paper
show me the paper (yeah!)
show me the paper
show me the paper
i don’t need to hear your props, show, show me the paper
show me the paper (yeah!)
show me the paper
i don’t need to hear your props, show, show me the paper (yeah!)

- sid diamond

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