Paper'd Up (Edited) (Feat. Mr. Kane, Tracy Nelson)

Money money money money

Money money money money

Money money money

Money money money money

Money money money money

Money money money
In the world of change here I am

Tryin to have some thangs
So what you need is some game to get your money man
Ohh baby in the world of paper paper

Thinkin of a master plan
Cause aint nuttin but sweat inside my hand
So I dig into my pockets all my money is spent
So I dig deeper but still comin up with lint
So I start my mission leave my residence
Thinkin how can I get some dead presidents
I need money I used to see a stick-up kid
So I think of all the devious things I did
I used to roll up this is a hold up aint nuttin funny
Stop smilin cause still dont nuttin move but the money
Cause now Ive learned to earn cause Im righteous
I feel great so maybe I might just
Search fo a 9 to 5 if I strive
Then maybe Ill stay alive
So I walk up the street whistlin this
Feelin out of place cause man do I miss
A pen and a paper a stereo a tape of
Me and Warren G and a big fat plate of
Chicken wings cause thats my favorite thang
But without no money man that shits a dream
Cause I dont like to dream about gettin paid
So I dig into the books of the rhymes that Ive made
Soon as I bust em see if I got pull
I hit the DoggHouse cause Im paid in full
In the world of change here I am

Tryin to have some thangs
So what you need is some game to get your moneyman
Ohh baby in the world of paper paper

Money money money money

Money money money money

Money money money

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