That's It
Aye
Woah
Wavy
Im having my way in this bitch
Stayed down and I prayed for this shit
Stop all that playing round you lil stupid mother fucker
'Cause I do not play bout this shit
I want my money like Mitch
I just want the paper that's it
I just want the paper that's it
I just want the paper that's it
I just want the paper that's it
I just want the paper that's it
I ain't asking none of y'all for no favors
Fuck nigga
I just want the paper
You play around you get sent to your maker
Damn bro is it really like that
Yes
When do I need it, gon' take you a guess
Shit I guess you need it now
Ok then
Why in the hell would you play then
Get this nigga the fuck up outta here man
Run it up run it up run it
I need my cash in abundance
20's and 50's and 100's
Told you once I ain't going for nothing
Ain't going for shit, ain't going for nothing nigga
If I ain't getting paid, bitch I ain't coming
Stay up in my bag I'm up to something
Im having my way in this bitch
Stayed down and I prayed for this shit
Stop all that playing round you lil stupid mother fucker
'Cause I do not play bout this shit
I want my money like Mitch
I just want the paper that's it
I just want the paper that's it
I just want the paper that's it
I just want the paper that's it
I just want the paper that's it
I promise I'm gonna ball til my last day
I get the dough make it flip like a pancake
Watch how they switch up as soon as the cash came
Aye, lets get it
My prices went up I don't have a flat rate
Feel like a Backstreet cause I want it that way
Money talks nigga what did them bands say
If we talking bout bands, I got it
Checks, deposits
Capitol One, nigga what's in your wallet
Do it B.I.G. like Christopher Wallace
Better give me that cash, I need it
Ain't talking money, then your number deleted
Might crash out don't give me a reason
Ball all year, nigga no off-season
Bitch
Im having my way in this bitch
Stayed down and I prayed for this shit
Stop all that playing round you lil stupid mother fucker
'Cause I do not play bout this shit
I want my money like Mitch
I just want the paper that's it
I just want the paper that's it
I just want the paper that's it
I just want the paper that's it
I just want the paper that's it
Woah
Wavy
Im having my way in this bitch
Stayed down and I prayed for this shit
Stop all that playing round you lil stupid mother fucker
'Cause I do not play bout this shit
I want my money like Mitch
I just want the paper that's it
I just want the paper that's it
I just want the paper that's it
I just want the paper that's it
I just want the paper that's it
I ain't asking none of y'all for no favors
Fuck nigga
I just want the paper
You play around you get sent to your maker
Damn bro is it really like that
Yes
When do I need it, gon' take you a guess
Shit I guess you need it now
Ok then
Why in the hell would you play then
Get this nigga the fuck up outta here man
Run it up run it up run it
I need my cash in abundance
20's and 50's and 100's
Told you once I ain't going for nothing
Ain't going for shit, ain't going for nothing nigga
If I ain't getting paid, bitch I ain't coming
Stay up in my bag I'm up to something
Im having my way in this bitch
Stayed down and I prayed for this shit
Stop all that playing round you lil stupid mother fucker
'Cause I do not play bout this shit
I want my money like Mitch
I just want the paper that's it
I just want the paper that's it
I just want the paper that's it
I just want the paper that's it
I just want the paper that's it
I promise I'm gonna ball til my last day
I get the dough make it flip like a pancake
Watch how they switch up as soon as the cash came
Aye, lets get it
My prices went up I don't have a flat rate
Feel like a Backstreet cause I want it that way
Money talks nigga what did them bands say
If we talking bout bands, I got it
Checks, deposits
Capitol One, nigga what's in your wallet
Do it B.I.G. like Christopher Wallace
Better give me that cash, I need it
Ain't talking money, then your number deleted
Might crash out don't give me a reason
Ball all year, nigga no off-season
Bitch
Im having my way in this bitch
Stayed down and I prayed for this shit
Stop all that playing round you lil stupid mother fucker
'Cause I do not play bout this shit
I want my money like Mitch
I just want the paper that's it
I just want the paper that's it
I just want the paper that's it
I just want the paper that's it
I just want the paper that's it
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