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lirik lagu paper – soulja boy tell ’em

[intro]
i told the dumb b-tch i dropped close to a quarter mil on the motherf-cking vehicles
you already know
shouts out the motherf-cking ocean gang b-tch
sod money gang you already know
motherf-cking swag n-gga splash out this b-tch sushi!

[verse 1: soulja boy]
yellow chain on me, n-gga i swag you already know
came in this ocean gang, we might splash on your ho
10 rings n-ggas know, b-tch i’m that f-cking n-gga
word around town my last whip cost 8 figures
ocean mobb we gonna splash
my young n-gga, he got the cash
i tote the uzi like tony montana
my young n-ggas in west atlanta got so much f-cking cash
b-tch you know i got swag
bag came from artel
b-tch i got swag for sale
black jag, yellow bone in the p-ssenger, i damage her
heavenly ready you see me n-gga i’m cashed up you can’t handle us
godd-mn soulja posted up in california
you don’t them goons on you, they’ll blitz your room homie
i’m so motherf-cking fresh, i’m so fly n-gga you know it
when i pull up to the trap, all that cash d-mn i blow it

[hook: soulja boy]
paper x6
man we getting paper
paper x6
all about that paper

[verse 2: soulja boy]
everyday i’m getting money came out the water like an anaconda
my young n-gga, he 14, he tote the uzi i ain’t even stuntin’
i ain’t even frontin’, got a gold grill
my young b-tch, she gonna keep it real
she gonna suck my d-ck while i roll up
n-gga young n-gga, imma pour up
my hood is what i throwed up
all my jewelry frozed up
a lame n-gga can’t get close to us
show much money on my shoulder bruh
los vegas at mgm
belt buckle was mcm
50 b-tches in the swimming pool you know a n-gga gonna take a swim
cashed up bruh i put that money on your head
b-tch you heard what i said
got that bentley painted red
godd-mn my swag is turnt up, i came from another planet
outstanding immaculate swag
got a hater like godd-mn it
k!ll yourself, b-tch slap yourself
i’m that n-gga that you wanna be
ocean gang, blast gang palm tree 600 deep!

[hook: soulja boy]
paper x6
man we getting paper
paper x6
all about that paper

[verse 3: soulja boy]

my b-tch suck my d-ck on my f-cking private jet
i’m on the sh-t on the internet, godd-mn i’m the best
lil dre flex 10 chains ain’t gotta stress
b-tch you know what my d-mn name my campaign finesse
man godd-mn it’s lil dre
cosa nostra soulja
cpg, cbt, sod, ogc
godd-mn we stupid deep
b-tch, you can’t f-ck with ogod
imma smoke until i od, all these b-tch -ss n-ggas know me
all my jewelry is so frozen, came out the water i’m so holy
and you know your main b-tch chose me (she did)

- soulja boy tell em

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