Paperman Lyrics
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Paperman Lyricsby Fabolous Buy album CD: A Gangster And A Gentlemen Vol. 6 Paperman Fabolous [Chorus] Dey call me paperman I get that paper man Ya shawty stare'n homie don't make me take her man And I'm just on the low and u already know Ur bitch be choosing pimp'n dat just the way it go [Verse 1] Dey callme paperman paperman In that brand new shape sedan My money stackup so tall like new york skyscrapers man I keep me a fresh paper man Rich yung on dem bapestas man Dis player is good at home like kobe in staples man U b tryna lock her down she tryna escape da man I pick dat paper up in da morning she is like my paper stand Dey say money shapes a man Keep dem squares out ur circle And work ur money nigga just don't let ur money work u [Chorus x2] Dey call me paperman I get that paper man Ya shawty stare'n homie don't make me take her man And I'm just on the low and u already know Ur bitch be choosing pimp'n dat just the way it go [Verse 2] I'm a man who blow 2 grand or so On sneakers made from animal Even if dey don't understand da flow Bet dem ho'z understand da dough Every motherfucker on dis planet Money keeps da world spin'n If I put spir on in Aint no doubt ur girl gone grin Dey like my shine Dey like my grin I take ur girl I bring her back aint like she mine Yo ho to blame U know da game It's loso bitch and if wanna know da name I say [Chorus x2] Dey call me paperman I get that paper man Ya shawty stare'n homie don't make me take her man And I'm just on the low and u already know Ur bitch be choosing pimp'n dat just the way it go I dip thru strips in a whip wit black 22'z and chrome on da lip don't slip don't trip cuz da tips are hollow in dis chrome on my hip I lean so mean so clean dat dere aint a stain on dese clothes Ho'z wanna know sumthin throw ones we make'n it rain on dese ho'z I ride thru slow just hide ur ho don't let ur girl see loso I think I'm dis I think I'm dat man I don't think I know so I let dem know we let dem go so please don't paly wit dem boyz She wanna cum just let her come over and play wit dem boyz [Chorus x2] Dey call me paperman I get that paper man Ya shawty stare'n homie don't make me take her man And I'm just on the low and u already know Ur bitch be choosing pimp'n dat just the way it go
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