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lirik lagu ‘dis paper – i-20

[talking: i-20]
a n-gg- gotta smoke to this sh-t
oh that n-gg- just don’t m-th-f-ckin smoke

[hook 1: samples “get big by dorrough”]
playin’ playin’ playin’ playin’
playin’ with dis paper like i’m playin’ in the dumps
(yeah)
playin-playin’ with this paper like i’m playin’ in the
dumps (yeah)
watch-watch me youngster, motherf-ckin monster (yeah)
playin’ with dis paper like i’m playin’ in the dumpster
(yeah)

[hook 2:]
watch me youngster, motherf-ckin monster
playin’ with dis paper like i’m playin’ in a dumps-
watch-watch me youngster, motherf-ckin monster
playin’ with dis paper like i’m playin’ in the dumpster
playin’ with dis paper like i’m playin’ in the dumps
playin-playin’ with this paper like i’m playin’ in the
dumps
watch-watch me youngster, motherf-ckin monster
playin’ with dis paper like i’m playin’ in the dumpster

[verse 1: i-20]
playin’ with dis paper and these hoes thank i’m the
sh-t
bod evolve paint job, n-gg- 7-10 split
and she look so super thick, hoping that i’ll super
trick
cocaine, white benz make a n-gg- sh-t bricks
in my hood they hitting licks, try’na come up off a
flip
so if you can’t shoot the jumper, then you better learn
to whip
n-gg-s better watch they lip, fore i empty out a clip
ole potato on a barrel so them n-gg-s need a dip
man this industry a trip, i consider this a gift
bobby got a bunch of work; he ain’t even got a shift
he ain’t even got a fifth, he ain’t even got a half
do i got it for the low? ye ain’t even gotta ask
run up in a n-gg- spot, i ain’t even got a mask
let my shooter do the murkin’, i ain’t even gotta blast
man i need alot of cash, man i’m all about my change
if you playin’ with dis paper why you n-gg-s playin’
games?
yeah

[hook 2]

[verse 2:]
og super kush, yeah we bussin’ out a zip
we just pulled up at the club, now we heading to the
vip
order bottles of that conjure, right there off the rip
sh-t we finna make a movie n-gg- this is just a clip
tell a friend or tell a b-tch, matta fact tell some mo
this your ticket to the life baby we about to board
they ain’t f-ckin’ with the boy, they don’t recognize a
pimp
got gorillas in the squad, n-gg- you are just a chimp
n-gg- you are just a sip, n-gg- you are a just a pr-ck
got’chu b-tches disappearing n-gg- you are just a trick
gotta headed to my whip, got her hands all on my hips
got her mouth on my gear shift, can you ride a stick?
maybe we can make a flip, go ahead a pick a suite
but n-gg- she won’t get a dime, cause i never trick or
treat
man i swear this sh-t is sweet, she about to have a fit
playin-playin’ with dis paper while she playin’ with my
sh-t

[hook 2 x2: till fades]

- i 20

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