Paper Lyrics - Gates Mixed Plate - Tech N9ne

This is your big homie Bryan B Shynin from hot 103 jams host of underground heat 

This next one is called paper, from that Tech N9ne Callabos, the gates mixed plate 

Jay Rock 

Boy im bout my presidents 

Benjamins and jacksons 

My names Jay Rock, a.k.a. get paper if you askin 

Catch me out in traffic 

Traffic insult n' tragic 

That magic tryin get that Frank and Lucas and Brittney raa's cabbage 

Find me on the freeway, doin deals on the 3 way 

If you dont got my paper that chopper split you in 3 ways 

My money runnin, it should be a surelay's 

No candles on my cake but everyday be my b-day 

Comin out that gutta, bitch im bout my dollas 

Me and Tech up at the bank takin them paper showers 

Who gives a fuck what you thank, boat niggas envy hard 

Gats in my drawers, guns in the car 

Knock a nigga off it's all about survival dawg 

Get money, fuck bitches, rockstar 

Im bout my paper, you bout some paper lets do some bussiness 

If you cross me hundred round magazine you gone get yo issue 

Related 

Songs That Will Make You Cry Uncontrollably 

Love Stinks, So Here Are 15 Anti-Valentine's Day Songs 

Modern Love: The Best Top 40 Love Songs For Valentine's Day 

Paper, paper Do what we do to survive (gotta get it) 

Paper, paper Get it like a thief in tonight (you know me) 

Paper. paper Im comin for yours, now its mine (all about it) 

Paper, paper My mind on money, money on my mind 

Tech N9ne 

I've sacraficed everyting to get this fuckin money 

It'll be a rap just like a mummy if you try to get it from me 

Think its funny try to get me when Im stunny 

Your??? gets runny when I bust open your tummy, yummy 

Federal reserve not, better know the darn ropes 

Better go with her folks, find out that she rollin with your dope 

Rats never deserve hope, put a knife where word throats 

Verbs?? fangs drain, and not a single word flows 

Dollars made boss, holla raised cost 

Cause all was in squalor because of all your days off 

So I gotta get paid off, I'm a baller??? lost 

Cautious and your wall look like Ragu and hollandaise sauce 

I'm making the??? no fakin a neighbor for sacred 

But if you faces a hater I'll erase your space on place 

You better take the bass out your trachea 

Imma waste your??? and your??? 

Not a fuckin place will be safer 

Imma say that a scrape be my nature to chase the 

Photos 

Paper, paper Do what we do to survive (gotta get it) 

Paper, paper Get it like a thief in tonight (you know me) 

Paper. paper Im comin for yours, now its mine (all about it) 

Paper, paper My mind on money, money on my mind