HennyPaper
Uh
Put ya Money where ya Mouth is
Look
HennyPaper Baby
HennyPaper Baby
HennyPaper Baby
HennyPaper Baby
HennyPaper baby tell me how you wanna roll
Im just starting to get known but I can take you home
I be twisting tracks and maybe be twisting that cat
Yea bending back's & giving straight arch-attacks
You know we roll bout six maybe nine
Baby you so fine but you like da 99cent dime bag
Serving niggas for da quick time pass
thrill ill
Baby you ill
I'm ill too, da World symptoms is real
Mane I'm trapped up in hell
In my mind in fact
But these thoughts is giving me maps
Showing me da path yea da road got tracks
Thas why I Mastered this rap
But Damn nigga can we handle all that
Nigga why you questioning shit mane hand me da Jack
And my paper, bout to roll another one mane I see you later
HennyPaper
HennyPaper
Nigga why you questioning shit mane hand me da Jack
And my paper, bout to roll another one mane I see you later
HennyPaper
HennyPaper
So I guess I built da urge just to speak da word
Yea telling you my pain mane I got da courage
But see my heart ain't een there mane it's with da birds
Yea flying to high in tryna link with Gua'rod
Lethal words with a silly purpose
But with a meaning so deep
You gotta read in cursive
Cause see I cursed this shit
Cause ima lethal wordsmith
Reverse this shit
You gone see me with a Pulitzer
Ha
Like da song hennypaper I'm on that henny major
But I'm really on that money, respect da vision and see me later
Gotta grind till I get it
Thas my family paper
And fuck that 40 & mule I'm tryna own da lakers
Or bron gimmie equity you know I read my papers
Just a smoove smart nigga with a lil hood intact
And ofc I got my Niggas
They smart to but got they gats
Is strap to em like da three or dirk you know it better
Real niggas can't wait
Gotta reach that top maybe views in LA
With my mom feeling great
Real niggas can't wait
One shawty on my waist
Two 9s in da safe no crime in da way
Thas how we evolve
Always in a drought
But yo mouth isn't loud
Holding all yo problems while you smoking that loud
Love me like you
that'll make you proud
Now I'm going crazy with da crowd
Damn
Nigga why you questioning shit mane hand me da Jack
And my paper, bout to roll another one mane I see you later
HennyPaper
HennyPaper
Nigga why you questioning shit mane hand me da Jack
And my paper, bout to roll another one mane I see you later
HennyPaper
HennyPaper
Put ya Money where ya Mouth is
Look
HennyPaper Baby
HennyPaper Baby
HennyPaper Baby
HennyPaper Baby
HennyPaper baby tell me how you wanna roll
Im just starting to get known but I can take you home
I be twisting tracks and maybe be twisting that cat
Yea bending back's & giving straight arch-attacks
You know we roll bout six maybe nine
Baby you so fine but you like da 99cent dime bag
Serving niggas for da quick time pass
thrill ill
Baby you ill
I'm ill too, da World symptoms is real
Mane I'm trapped up in hell
In my mind in fact
But these thoughts is giving me maps
Showing me da path yea da road got tracks
Thas why I Mastered this rap
But Damn nigga can we handle all that
Nigga why you questioning shit mane hand me da Jack
And my paper, bout to roll another one mane I see you later
HennyPaper
HennyPaper
Nigga why you questioning shit mane hand me da Jack
And my paper, bout to roll another one mane I see you later
HennyPaper
HennyPaper
So I guess I built da urge just to speak da word
Yea telling you my pain mane I got da courage
But see my heart ain't een there mane it's with da birds
Yea flying to high in tryna link with Gua'rod
Lethal words with a silly purpose
But with a meaning so deep
You gotta read in cursive
Cause see I cursed this shit
Cause ima lethal wordsmith
Reverse this shit
You gone see me with a Pulitzer
Ha
Like da song hennypaper I'm on that henny major
But I'm really on that money, respect da vision and see me later
Gotta grind till I get it
Thas my family paper
And fuck that 40 & mule I'm tryna own da lakers
Or bron gimmie equity you know I read my papers
Just a smoove smart nigga with a lil hood intact
And ofc I got my Niggas
They smart to but got they gats
Is strap to em like da three or dirk you know it better
Real niggas can't wait
Gotta reach that top maybe views in LA
With my mom feeling great
Real niggas can't wait
One shawty on my waist
Two 9s in da safe no crime in da way
Thas how we evolve
Always in a drought
But yo mouth isn't loud
Holding all yo problems while you smoking that loud
Love me like you
that'll make you proud
Now I'm going crazy with da crowd
Damn
Nigga why you questioning shit mane hand me da Jack
And my paper, bout to roll another one mane I see you later
HennyPaper
HennyPaper
Nigga why you questioning shit mane hand me da Jack
And my paper, bout to roll another one mane I see you later
HennyPaper
HennyPaper
Credits
Writer(s): Myles Clayton
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