Paperbond
Yup, yeah yeahOh, hahahahaYup yup yup yup yup yup yup yup yupYup yup yup yup yup yup yup yup yupI got enough weed to last me for the rest of my motherfuckin' lifeAin't gon' ever run outYeah yeah yeah yeah yeahYeah yeah yeah yeah yeahYeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
[Verse 1:]Uh, get the cork out the bottleGet that money up and make your style a lil harder to followI've been hustlin' all the time, that's the only thing I knowNow my watch is worth 30 thousand, got Cuban links and ItalianBoy I'm gettin' itRidin' in my ride lookin' filthy richKillin' these niggas I ain't innocent, my badAin't paid the cost, see they just watch me then copy my swagSay I fell off that's where you lost meHow's that when my name is in my upholsteryI'm rollin' up and goin' places across seasHopin' the neighbor don't smell the shit I bakeAnd every day I'm on another planeI hardly sleep, but hey I wouldn't have it any other way
[Hook:]Now here we are, now there we goYou rollin' on to where we smoke it all todayNow here we are, now there we go, now there we goNow here we areI wake up and I bake up, get my things and catch a planeBut I'll be back again (Now there we go), back again (Now there we go)Now here we areI wake up and I bake up, get my things and catch a planeBut I'll be back again (Now there we go), back again (Now there we go)
[Verse 2:]Uh, so much money that when I pull upHop out and walk in the bank teller look at me funnyKnow how much I get, know I'm liable to walk up in this bitchLike Tony with big blue bags of this shitAnd tell 'em, "Count it up"Ridin' round in that Cali got OG kush in my bodyMy nigga I keep it G and that's Gucci or that GianiI'm gettin' dressed for the airport to pose for the paparazziMo' money, mo' problems, not how I see, huhMo' money, mo' Roberto Cavalli, bruhDamn, ain't it funny how time passOnly nigga in first class
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