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I got papercuts |
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Papercuts, papercuts, papercuts |
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Gettin this (money) |
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Spending this (money) |
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Counting this (money) |
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Gettin this |
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(repeated) |
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[Lil Wayne] |
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Young Money Weezy, B-gang bi-otch |
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Abstract artist, call me Basquiat |
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Bad Ass Carter, f-ck ya bitch harder |
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Wild n-gga, make her give me brains like Harvard |
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I don't play at all, ball like a small foward |
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Keep a buncha bitches like Ray J Norwood |
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Flow so sick, I hear the beat and get nauseous |
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Then I just kill it, turn this bitch into a carcass |
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Live in Miami, I aint never see a dolphin |
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You come to New Orleans, fuck around and see a coffin |
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N-gga got power like a f-ckin' Mighty Morphin |
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Get money more than often, my loft in- |
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Atlanta, and I got a cabana |
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And I got a banana-clip up in the cannon |
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Big dog shittin' on all you cocker-spaniels |
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I just keep shootin' like I'm flippin' thru the channels |
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Tunechi |
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[Chorus] |
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[Fiend] |
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I'm a residue rapper, potato chip crack daddy |
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You cockroach rhyming |
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I spit that (?) |
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And while I'm after more like give me |
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Fitted all red like I came down a chimney |
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And how I murder rappers I know God won't forgive me (forgive me) |
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Flow automatic not semi |
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And you getting by with yours like 1 kidney |
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I gets busy, voice like (?) |
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Counting money in the tele like (?) |
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I'ma need a meaner and I do it double |
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Send it up to Lucas, start it on the hustle |
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Yeah I hustle (?) |
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I got a few dollars even bailed out the ride |
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(?) |
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[Chorus] |
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[Mystikal] |
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[End] |
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I know, I know. This isn't exactly complete. I started the Fiend verse then realised I don't even understand him or Mystikal so feel free to drop there verse's in comments and I will update. |
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But I know you only came to this page to read the Weezy lyrics so don't complain! lol. |