The Paper Lyrics - 50 Cent

Bartender bring the bottles of Rose 

That bitch like me but I don't give a fuck 

Bitch nigga smelling like good weed 

Crush the hashish 

Look I don't give a fuck 

I'm so grimey 

They can't like me 

The paper I get it 

The paper I get it 

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What the fuck nigga I rock 

Like I got that style that'll keep me forever on top 

Bitch, my drop top, make niggas feel like there's something wrong with there hustle 

I'm eating, I suggest you niggas try this 

Scrap the plate move the weight I got the itus 

I'm sick, I'm addicted to the gold 

You take a hit of how this feel you want more 

Sorta like what crack did to boogie and New Jack 

Wassup when I crossover, there ain't no coming back 

Take a hit of this, this is what I've been cooking 

Perfect product, customer good looking 

This trip, this flip, I'ma get the count right 

Do my numbers man, why your baker count light 

That work you put out, that was stepped on 

My shit raw dope, pur heron 

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[Chorus] 

Bartender bring the bottles of Rose 

That bitch like me but I don't give a fuck 

Bitch nigga smelling like good weed 

Crush the hashish 

Look I don't give a fuck 

I'm so grimey 

They can't like me 

The paper I get it 

The paper I get it 

Here it is nigga, 1000 grams of uncut 

Take it off consignment, fuck up and you're fucked 

This is certified hood shit, ghetto gold good shit 

Sniff a line of this, take a pull of that 

This a fact, either which way you hiding that 

I've been here before, it's so familiar 

Bag up, fill up the paraphernalia 

I wanna win so bad, nigga I wanna kill ya 

Get in the way, I'm six spray I'm bad news 

Denzel when the trumpet blow, more better blues 

It's psychotic, my flows are narcotic 

Tell me how you want it, my nigga I got it 

For days, My money give me goose bumps 

My pockets swollen, two lumps 

Count it all, 10c no cent a dime 

You know me, you know I got a hell of a grind 

[Chorus] 

There's nothing to it 

I can smell hater 

You know what this is 

G-G-G-G-G, G-G-G-G-G 

G-unit 

This is therapy for me man 

I just gotta focus on my art. I'm an artist 

You can appreciate it 

Like you appreciate a Picasso 

Or an Andy Warhol, you should love me 

When you look at me 

You should say this is fresh 

This is abstract 

This is a work of art 

This is 50 

Til next time, G-G-G-G-G-unit.