The Stapler
Uhhh, It feel good when you counting paper
We sipping good you don't need a chaser
My diamonds good shinning like a glacier
Now I'm getting paper like a stapler
Uhhh, It feel good when you counting paper
We sipping good you don't need a chaser
My diamonds good shinning like a glacier
Now I'm getting paper like a stapler
Big dollar folding, semi auto holding
The barrel and the beam looking like a semi colon
Detroit nigga, 1300 Beaubien
They locked a nigga up for the Regal that was stolen
Can't live in Motor City without a key to the motor
I used to hit the block while my moms working at Olga's
Puffing lye with Mike and La La in the Cordoba
Eventually I learned to mix D wit the baking soda
Broke toting pistols, used to live on McNichols
Originally from dexter you better check the credentials
Back to the Eastside, E-S the initials
You had to throw them thangs if you crying get some tissue
Smoke and Kemo-G they was keeping the dice shaking
I used to be on Rohns between Moffat and Chapin
Don't put a hater before the money I'm making
Sipping the finest cognac in my Lac on vacation
Uhhh, It feel good when you counting paper
We sipping good you don't need a chaser
My diamonds good shinning like a glacier
Now I'm getting paper like a stapler
Uhhh, It feel good when you counting paper
We sipping good you don't need a chaser
My diamonds good shinning like a glacier
Now I'm getting paper like a stapler
Body fulla tattoos, haters wanna act fools
Don't make a nigga have to go gorilla on you baboons
Tipsy on the Yak, off the trees like raccoons
Pocket fulla bucks I'm going nuts like cashews
Blood getting paper, candy-painted scraper
2 or 3 bitches sucking dick and I ain't make her
Roll up a ooo-wop, we smoking on a acre
Haters throwing salt at a player like salt shakers
Bitch I ain't the wizzun, pistol grip pizzump
Hit u in ya shit if you really want the fizzunk
Body in the trizzunk, smell like a skizzunk
Niggaz always on some bullshit when they drizzunk
I ain't foe the drama, the check wit the comma
Bad bitches only you can keep ya baby momma
Rather give you my bitch than my marijuana
Rocks in my wristwatch wetter than a piranha
Uhhh, It feel good when you counting paper
We sipping good you don't need a chaser
My diamonds good shinning like a glacier
Now I'm getting paper like a stapler
Uhhh, It feel good when you counting paper
We sipping good you don't need a chaser
My diamonds good shinning like a glacier
Now I'm getting paper like a stapler
We sipping good you don't need a chaser
My diamonds good shinning like a glacier
Now I'm getting paper like a stapler
Uhhh, It feel good when you counting paper
We sipping good you don't need a chaser
My diamonds good shinning like a glacier
Now I'm getting paper like a stapler
Big dollar folding, semi auto holding
The barrel and the beam looking like a semi colon
Detroit nigga, 1300 Beaubien
They locked a nigga up for the Regal that was stolen
Can't live in Motor City without a key to the motor
I used to hit the block while my moms working at Olga's
Puffing lye with Mike and La La in the Cordoba
Eventually I learned to mix D wit the baking soda
Broke toting pistols, used to live on McNichols
Originally from dexter you better check the credentials
Back to the Eastside, E-S the initials
You had to throw them thangs if you crying get some tissue
Smoke and Kemo-G they was keeping the dice shaking
I used to be on Rohns between Moffat and Chapin
Don't put a hater before the money I'm making
Sipping the finest cognac in my Lac on vacation
Uhhh, It feel good when you counting paper
We sipping good you don't need a chaser
My diamonds good shinning like a glacier
Now I'm getting paper like a stapler
Uhhh, It feel good when you counting paper
We sipping good you don't need a chaser
My diamonds good shinning like a glacier
Now I'm getting paper like a stapler
Body fulla tattoos, haters wanna act fools
Don't make a nigga have to go gorilla on you baboons
Tipsy on the Yak, off the trees like raccoons
Pocket fulla bucks I'm going nuts like cashews
Blood getting paper, candy-painted scraper
2 or 3 bitches sucking dick and I ain't make her
Roll up a ooo-wop, we smoking on a acre
Haters throwing salt at a player like salt shakers
Bitch I ain't the wizzun, pistol grip pizzump
Hit u in ya shit if you really want the fizzunk
Body in the trizzunk, smell like a skizzunk
Niggaz always on some bullshit when they drizzunk
I ain't foe the drama, the check wit the comma
Bad bitches only you can keep ya baby momma
Rather give you my bitch than my marijuana
Rocks in my wristwatch wetter than a piranha
Uhhh, It feel good when you counting paper
We sipping good you don't need a chaser
My diamonds good shinning like a glacier
Now I'm getting paper like a stapler
Uhhh, It feel good when you counting paper
We sipping good you don't need a chaser
My diamonds good shinning like a glacier
Now I'm getting paper like a stapler
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Writer(s): Brian Price Omarr Price
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