[Verse 1]

Yo, this is how I'm comin' for the nine-deuce

Another phat, phat track, so Rhythm D, pour the orange juice

And let's relax while sippin' on 'gnac because it's like that

I'm cautious of hoes, so Paperboy wears prophylactic

I wear a jimmy for the skinny that's in the long trench

Front row seats, so yo I know she's on the nine inch

Just to get a piece of the green, but she's an undertaker

Not knowin' that Paper is a 'round the world heartbreaker

Many say I front, but yo, had to have a breakdown

Paid in full, so now you know why my belly's round

Takin' the rap back up and scoopin' up crowds just like a steel shovel

Not from the ghetto, but yo, take me to another level

Let the beat ride, but hold on to your woman, G

'Cause now that I'm rich so many women wanna do me

It make a brother say 'damn'

I'm finally taxin' more than your homie Sam

Now let me speak to the weak, I mean the rookies

My time is held up, extremely for cookies

Just let me clock this grip in '92

And you don't bother me and I sure 'nough won't bother you

And uh, you just watch a brother flowin' like Niagara

Think before you step, because these lyrics just might stag ya

Although I'm labeled with the black fade

It's gold D's on my '4 and gold 'lex, 'cause I got it made

I broke the veto once again because I had to

And just like Jody Watley, baby girl, I can have you

Just let me work this track, and yo, any way is okay

Your place or mine, all night until the next day

I gotta keep steppin', Lethal Weapon can't mess with Paper

And those who oppose know how it goes when you catch the vapors

I dropped the Nine Yards, let you know I had the stamina

You wasn't movin' quick enough, so the Ditty damaged ya

And now I'm a captain, but yo, my peoples don't say "Aye aye"

Walkin' around the deck with more spinach than Popeye

Shootin' this gift, 'cause pushin' birds ain't my best friend

Although I'm strapped with a 30-round MAC-10, huh

[Chorus]

Do the Ditty if you want to

Because then I can see if I want you

Just do the Ditty-Ditty if you want to

Because then I can see if I want you

Just do the Ditty-Ditty if you want to

Because then I can see if I want you

Just do the Ditty-Ditty if you want to

Because then I can see if I want you

[Verse 2]

Now here we go from the top, second verse of the same song

With the conclusion, hoes should be happy for the ding-dong

And since a brother clock a grip, G

It's like every brother that I see be like, 'Do you remember me?'

A hustler, and it's known with more hoes than Lego

Keep 'em chunky like Prego, so niggas leggo my Eggo

I have a tendency to flow, start off with my own groove

And pick up the mic, and all of a sudden, I see high movin'

Guess it's like magic, and Paperboy is the magician

If I was a vacuum I'd be suckin' up competition

Let it ride again, and yo, believe I got my own thing

Straight Bahama hoes so miss me with a chick from Soul Train

And I'm a break my note, just to show up tokin'

So hide his eyes when I scoop him, 'cause we bud smokin'

A Black man tryin' to make it and that ain't no fair

But just like BeBe and CeCe, I'll take you there

Now let's take a trip to another land, clock a grip

Come back and watch the hoes tan

Jump in the Lex-o, and roll out to my cabin

Believe me, my brother, more hoes than you can imagine

All on the ding-a-ling just because of gold rings

Frontin' like the sun, but yo, you ain't seen a damn thing

Make sure you got the jim hat strapped for protection

Because to me, my life is more than my erection

And give me a hand, if you're a fan, it ain't over yet

Doin' the Ditty with Paperboy makes the ocean sweat

Kick the kinda style that knock the funk off of Fritos

Make your man jealous while hoes cheese like Doritos

It ain't my fault, I lay the pipe with concernin'

Ain't from Mount Vernon but a brother's money earnin'

Hooked up with Rhythm, he dropped the track and it faded

So I spit some game, put it on wax and we made it

Now we just chillin', clockin' a grip off the overseas

Watch out for Paper because he's takin' out the wannabes

Gettin' his clown outta town 'cause it's only right

And not with the chickens, I'm double platinum and my show is tight

And don't disagree and then jock 'cause that's a pity

Just bob your head for Paperboy and the Ditty, yeah

[Chorus]

Do the Ditty if you want to

Because then I can see if I want you

Just do the Ditty-Ditty if you want to

Because then I can see if I want you

Just do the Ditty-Ditty if you want to

Because then I can see if I want you

Just do the Ditty-Ditty if you want to

Because then I can see if I want you

Do the Ditty if you want to

Because then I can see if I want you

Just do the Ditty-Ditty if you want to

Because then I can see if I want you

Just do the Ditty-Ditty if you want to

Because then I can see if I want you

Just do the Ditty-Ditty if you want to

Because then I can see if I want you