Paper Planes (remix) Lyrics - Bun B

Money to be made best believe a nigga clockin, 

i run it myself like a quarterback option, 

I pitch a 10 g's tell a bitch to go shopping, 

she buy herself some clothes, 

and she brought me back a chopper, 

see niggas tryna kick it, 

but no I don't play socca, 

I'm all about my cake I'm tryna marry Betty Crocker, 

a package on the way you know my whip game proper, 

and all for one key i see seventy thousand dollas, 

Now i was shootin dice,(what?) 

smokin on a joint, i bet wit Yo Gotti,(what?) 

he hit five str8 points, we ovahere hustlin, 

we ova here grindin, 

you rap about money and nigga might sign ya, 

you rap about me and a nigga might find ya, 

Banana in ya ass, wit yo head right behind ya 

dope game bitch, let his mama worry bout him, 

you can holla at me for a fee 

All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!) 

And (KKKAAAA CHING!) 

And take your money 

All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!) 

And (KKKAAAA CHING!) 

And take your money 

All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!) 

And (KKKAAAA CHING!) 

And take your money 

All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!) 

And (KKKAAAA CHING!) 

And take your money 

Fo 50 fo up under the hood with the hemi in it 

Gaurantee you goin hear me way before that you see me in it (see me in it ) 

And when you see me you still can't see me my windows tinted (windows Tinted) 

Im a menace, yeah I admit it, but still I got the digits (Ya) 

Waited till im outa buisness (Buisness) 

Bend it like acrobatics 

Boy, better mind your business 

We strapped with the automatics (Bliiii!!!) 

Its about who paper stackin 

Not bout who act the baddest (Baddest) 

Grams, Im packin lincolns 

Im good with the mathematics 

I got a kilo on me (On me) 

Im goin to see the homies (Homies) 

Knowin if I get caught 

That Im goin to see Big Coney (Coney) 

I'm goin all out (Out) 

Never hustle scary (Scary) 

Im a thoroughbred (Ya) 

Not your ordinary (Unn Uhh) 

Bless my hustle berries (Berries) 

Stricly bout ma cash (Ma Cash) 

If I really need it (Need it) 

I'm a wear a mask (Ya n***a) 

Couple hundred slabs (Slabs) 

In the paper bag (Bag) 

And if we see the cops 

F**k it 

Dippin on they a$$ 

All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!) 

And (KKKAAAA CHING!) 

And take your money 

All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!) 

And (KKKAAAA CHING!) 

And take your money 

All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!) 

And (KKKAAAA CHING!) 

And take your money 

All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!) 

And (KKKAAAA CHING!) 

And take your money 

M.I.A. 

Third world democracy 

Yeah, I got more records than the K.G.B. 

So, uh, no funny business 

Some some some I some I murder 

Some I some I let go 

Some some some I some I murder 

Some I some I let go 

All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!) 

And (KKKAAAA CHING!) 

And take your money 

All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!) 

And (KKKAAAA CHING!) 

And take your money 

All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!) 

And (KKKAAAA CHING!) 

And take your money 

All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!) 

And (KKKAAAA CHING!) 

And take your money 

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