Get That Paper
Hay
Heavy Bank
1019
Villa get that paper girl I get that paper girl
Mike Beck
Villa Nova let's go
I don't know what y'all been told
Villa No get that doe Beat that road Move them Os Listen how that fetty goes
Now listen how that choppa goes
Now line em up Dominos
I don't think you ready you really don't want no drama thou
I'll provide your hittas wit' 50 shots from the Cali thou
It's never a limit when it comes to that spinach
Any given minute a ghetto million Oh did I mention I get it
Y'all dont want it They say don't go to war unless your money right well
I'm not the nigga to war with
Heavy metal every ghetto Step in the party solo and them chances are
I'm going to walk it out with your bitch
Grab my belt strap learn how I diddy bop
Call me the Kernel I got them birds by the figgy flock
All you haters I'll see you at the tippy-top
Cruise through the city in drops
Oh did I mention that I
Villa get that paper girl I get that paper girl
Straight no chaser girl Don't drink until you earl
Now you can crank it up You can wipe me down
You can let me cut Then you can walk it out
Beck get that paper girl We get that paper girl
Straight no chaser girl Don't drink until you earl
Now you can crank it up You can wipe me down
You can let me cut Then you can walk it out
I get that paper girl That pa'pa' paper girl
I sit in things they ain't seen that will make em earl
That's how you take a girl Listen to this Miss
You see the wrist That shit made it flip like Olympics
I'm a pimp bitch You see the way I limp
Ain't got no pimp cup but you can bet my chips are up
That mean my whip is plush You back See you your chick in front
Straight stuntin like the mag flippin money bags
Have you running fast Gun high lick one blaa
Hit the back of your head the front end come out
Wha Wha What you talkin 'bout Money's what we talkin 'bout
Bigger digits bring sicker bitches Now do you get the picture
My gun shoot picture perfect come and get a snapshot
I'll split your wig kiss ya bitch then hit the back block
This is crack rock money balling We all ballin
Big schrilla Villa Brooklyn bring the chorus in
Villa get that paper girl I get that paper girl
Straight no chaser girl Don't drink until you earl
Now you can crank it up You can wipe me down
You can let me cut Then you can walk it out
Beck get that paper girl We get that paper girl
Straight no chaser girl Don't drink until you earl
Now you can crank it up You can wipe me down
You can let me cut Then you can walk it out
Heavy Bank
1019
Villa get that paper girl I get that paper girl
Mike Beck
Villa Nova let's go
I don't know what y'all been told
Villa No get that doe Beat that road Move them Os Listen how that fetty goes
Now listen how that choppa goes
Now line em up Dominos
I don't think you ready you really don't want no drama thou
I'll provide your hittas wit' 50 shots from the Cali thou
It's never a limit when it comes to that spinach
Any given minute a ghetto million Oh did I mention I get it
Y'all dont want it They say don't go to war unless your money right well
I'm not the nigga to war with
Heavy metal every ghetto Step in the party solo and them chances are
I'm going to walk it out with your bitch
Grab my belt strap learn how I diddy bop
Call me the Kernel I got them birds by the figgy flock
All you haters I'll see you at the tippy-top
Cruise through the city in drops
Oh did I mention that I
Villa get that paper girl I get that paper girl
Straight no chaser girl Don't drink until you earl
Now you can crank it up You can wipe me down
You can let me cut Then you can walk it out
Beck get that paper girl We get that paper girl
Straight no chaser girl Don't drink until you earl
Now you can crank it up You can wipe me down
You can let me cut Then you can walk it out
I get that paper girl That pa'pa' paper girl
I sit in things they ain't seen that will make em earl
That's how you take a girl Listen to this Miss
You see the wrist That shit made it flip like Olympics
I'm a pimp bitch You see the way I limp
Ain't got no pimp cup but you can bet my chips are up
That mean my whip is plush You back See you your chick in front
Straight stuntin like the mag flippin money bags
Have you running fast Gun high lick one blaa
Hit the back of your head the front end come out
Wha Wha What you talkin 'bout Money's what we talkin 'bout
Bigger digits bring sicker bitches Now do you get the picture
My gun shoot picture perfect come and get a snapshot
I'll split your wig kiss ya bitch then hit the back block
This is crack rock money balling We all ballin
Big schrilla Villa Brooklyn bring the chorus in
Villa get that paper girl I get that paper girl
Straight no chaser girl Don't drink until you earl
Now you can crank it up You can wipe me down
You can let me cut Then you can walk it out
Beck get that paper girl We get that paper girl
Straight no chaser girl Don't drink until you earl
Now you can crank it up You can wipe me down
You can let me cut Then you can walk it out
Credits
Writer(s): Avishalom Levi
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