Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Metro Zu
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ruben Thompson
Songwriter
Robert Thompson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Poshtronaut
Producer
Letras
Yeah, yeah
City in my name, and I ain't got no chain
And I ain't never going to change
That's how I'm going gon' change the game
Immune to the fame, I planned it in my brain
And I ain't signing to no label that's just a shack of me
I ain't fucking with Baphomet
Still gon live lavishly
Still gon live happily
Never ask to give anything
My hoes like the trinity
They balance each other out
This is what I think about when I count my-
Paper stack, paper, paper stack, paper, paper stack
Took a bitch to the back of the club, break her back
Paper stack, paper paper stack, yeah, I am a mack
Paper stack, always stacking on my fuckin' paper stack
Paper stack, paper, paper stack, what they calling that, that paper stack
Paper, paper stack, make that paper stack
Bitch, you can be my friend
Oh, yeah, if you make that paper stack?
Paper stack, paper stack, God damn ****
Paper stack, that money growing on them trees
Boy, Bonsai Garden with them, Benjamin Franklin
Got them Jackson, got all types of George fucking Washington
Ruben, fucking Slikk, put the cock up in her pussy lip
Damn, my swag
God damn, it cost me a trillion
Everybody that sucked my dick (God damn it)
You know them getting them billions (swag)
They want it, they need it
Got to get this money, sit back and weed it
Cop the ounce for 8 hundred
Shawty want that powder, holla at your ****
Ruben Slikk, I'll fuck your bitch, then you better get familiar
With this fucking dick, I put that Magnum on, she feel it
All up in her booty, fool, and she ain't got syphilis
She ain't got no heads, and she ain't got no herpes
Ruben Slikk, be fucking hoes, I'll beat the pussy up, she said hurt me (Swagger)
I said, "Okay, but be careful what you ask for
Cause I'm finna stick it yo butt, that shit gon' hurt"
Paper stack, paper, paper stack, paper, paper stack
Took a bitch to the back of the club, break her back
Paper stack, paper paper stack, yeah, I am a mack
Paper stack, always stacking on my fuckin' paper stack
Paper stack, paper, paper stack, what they calling that, that paper stack
Paper, paper stack, make that paper stack
Bitch, you can be my friend
Oh, yeah, if you make that paper stack?
Paper stack, paper stack, God damn ****
Yo, making that paper stack, baby
You already know what it is
Metro Zu, in the building, Poshtronaut
Salute all my ****'s out there
You already know, make that paper stack
I see all my beautiful goddesses out there
You all already know what it is
Go fuck with a ****
2012 shit, ****
Paper stack, paper, paper stack, paper, paper stack
Took a bitch to the back of the club, break her back
Paper stack, paper paper stack, yeah, I am a mack
Paper stack, always stacking on my fuckin' paper stack
Paper stack, paper, paper stack, what they calling that, that paper stack
Paper, paper stack, make that paper stack
Bitch, you can be my friend
Oh, yeah, if you make that paper stack?
Paper stack, paper stack, God damn ****
Paper stack, paper stack
Damn, I made my paper stack, paper stack, paper stack
Yeah
Written by: Robert Thompson, Ruben Thompson
