Lyrics
Big Wayne on the tray, ****, tray, **** Paper, pussy, paper, power
I'm tryna make five days every five hours Hoes, clothes, whips, and ice
Before I go, I gotta have it in my fuckin' life Paper, pussy, paper, power
I'm tryna make five days every five hours Hoes, clothes, whips, and ice
Before I go, know that I'ma pay the fuckin' price
Paper, I could show you how to get it Just meet me in the kitchen, I'm straight drop whippin
Pussy come with paper, but the paper over pussy Look at how the pussy's lippin
I ain't finished cookin
Purple on that gold, that's on everything I sold
This that perc, can you roll
Shouts out to the hoes, power
That's that shit that come with paper off the porch
To the block, from the block to the majors
These hoes, they come and they go So I just cash out for the load
Hit the trap and re-scope
Clothes, I'm shoppin' Louis till it's closed
I'm love, baby
Paper, pussy, paper, power
I'm tryna make five days every five hours
Hoes, clothes, whips, and ice
Before I go, I gotta have it in my fuckin' life
Paper, pussy, paper, power
I'm tryna make five days every five hours
Hoes, clothes, whips, and ice
Before I go, know that I'ma pay the fuckin' price
I scored my first ball when I was sixteen
And ever since then, been servin' dope fiends
Gettin' it out the mud, it's a recipe
And ****, if you broke, you can't get next to me
I don't fuck with scrubs, all I do is thugs
I'm hangin' in the club with my **** love
And we don't fuck with hoes, we just give em' shots
Back up out the cut before I hit you up
I hit him with that fifth **** back up
My **** told me to get the racks up
That's just what we do, that's how we comin', bitch
225 all over my stomach, bitch
Paper, pussy, paper, power
I'm tryna make five days every five hours
Hoes, clothes, whips, and ice
Before I go, I gotta have it in my fuckin' life
Paper, pussy, paper, power
I'm tryna make five days every five hours
Hoes, clothes, whips, and ice
Before I go, know that I'ma pay the fuckin' price
Written by: Lawrence Martin
