Gotta make the paper
Can't let the paper make me
La di da di da di da
Thug come up in a fresh white Benz
Baby mama talkin' crazy cause I'm high again
Flow like a motherfucker say it again
Twenties lookin' like ooh
With the guy like who
Back up the bad money,put it in cruise
Got's new jeans, suits and Timbaland boots
Get off em', '92, all why'all ball
You playin with me, yo, I'm ballin' for all
In 96', ok, we made the m-o-n-e-why again
M-o-n-e-why, do you see what you like?
Flashin' cars, worries gone,??
Never went to my head, 'cause I stacked em', yo
Maxed a ho
You could roll by,I lock the door
La di da di da di da, I got a lot for sure
Ho, I make the paper, I don't let it make me
I stay runnin' through my hood, I don't let it break me
I work to get my cheddar, I ain't get it for free
You can do the same, I do so,so why you hatin' on me?
It be, 99' we ridin' in Benz, expo
For the one solo, we ballin' in twins
Right up again, we love em, I said it before
Stack your paper when you make it, it be money galore
Let em know, for those who be round my door
If it ain't about the dollar, then it really ain't low
In my early life,they told me I was chasin' a dream
Because I wanted everything that I seen on the screen
Big home, diamonds, furs,and even them drop tops
I went from ??, little red model and I-Roc
I used to, drive my friends, to rollerskating, use my vocal chords
Choosin' ya know, now I'm on the production board
Took the Benz down until my feet touched the ground
And when the heat touched the ground, they had to sit me down
But the problem changed now
At first I started hustling, fuck struggling
I rather throw bricks, steady smuggling
I was down for an ounce, seven years no parole
It's bad and it's cold,mature getting old
And if you didn't know,now you know
Easy gettin' slow, now I'm gettin' paid for my show
Chicago, can we make g's?
Houston, can we make g's?
Atlanta, can we make g's?
Cleveland and New York, can we make g's?
Milwaukee, can we make g's?
L.A., can we make g's?
You and me, can we make g's?
Dallas and St. Louis, can we make g's?
San Antonio, can we make g's?
Louisiana, can we make g's?
Florida, can we make g's?
Jacksonville, could we make g's?
Indiana, can we make g's?
Memphis, can we make g's?
Birmingham, can we make g's
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"La, La, La" as written by Auburn G Williams Sergej Zhuko
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