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Paperwork Lyrics - Artist : Lil Twist
[Irv Gotti:]
Let's talk about it, let's talk about it for one second Shouldn't that had been in a real world, the death blow? The guy who's proclaiming to be the roughest, toughest don dava, bully You got beat up and spoked up and you ran to the precinct and press charges on us And you took on all the protection That's like your baby mama does And you say, "I smell pussy," it's you [Chris Brown:] Paperwork, haha All these niggas signin' paperwork, pussy You gon' make us put you on a shirt, pussy All these niggas signin' paperwork, pussy, yeah Put your bread up I wanna take that fade I don't gotta fuck your hoe I'ma just take your chain Bitch, I'm fed up Fuck yo' set you claim Pull up right now Pussy nigga, let's do this thing Y'all niggas ain't bangers Y'all niggas ain't players You don't do no favors Y'all niggas ain't gangsters Y'all niggas just betas Y'all niggas ain't alpha's Keep throwin' up fingers Make you eat one of them fingers Gon' doubt us Shit be brazy Shit be wild, wild None of y'all tellin' the truth, damn I see the bitch all in you, bang You better be ready to shoot, yeah Or better be ready to move, damn Jarheads with the warhead Wakin' you up from my mini van Yeah, yeah, I'ma make bail A pussy nigga, you about to tell Paperwork, haha All these niggas signin' paperwork, pussy You gon' make us put you on a shirt, pussy All these niggas signin' paperwork, pussy, yeah [Lil Twist:] Mula, alright Niggas snitchin', niggas bitchin' Niggas snakin', niggas hissin' That's how pussys end up missin' Oh, did I forget to mention? I was 14 on this mission I was 16 with extended clips Smith |
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