Paper

By Stackobag

Released on May 16, 2022

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I just want the paper!

I just want the paper!

I just want the paper, paper, paper!

I just want the paper!

I just want the paper!

I just, I just, (What kind of Garbage is That?)

It’s true, I want the paper

You can catch me in the cut, like a taper

That boy don’t want smoke, i guess he is a vaper

Oh that’s your girl? Man, you know i’mma take her (Wait)

How you got Wockhardt but not Sprite?

All these rappers talkin’ about Perc' 30’s

To me, that’s something slight

When you was name calling, man I was up balling

And now your girl calling my phone every night

And when you was stalling, man I was out falling in love with the money, and it trеat me right

I always take dubs, ain’t no losses in sight

I ain’t takе no pills today, yet, but I might

My girl said that “I look a mess, 'cus I’m wearing both Gucci and Prada”

So I wear Off-White

I gotta—bruh the pape' is calling my phone

I hit up your girl for homework answers

Now she can’t seem to leave me alone. Man I got Fendi on, I skipped Vlone

He trying to be like me, man he a clone

I think my Mac is broken 'cause it’s shooting at people, but still won't install Google Chrome!

I just want the paper!

I just want the paper!

I just want the paper, paper, paper!

I just want the paper!

I just want the paper!

I just want the paper, paper, paper!

I do!

Stick to the paper, like a bottle of glue

I got a British girl, she’s on the loo

Spittin’ on this beat, i think it caught the flu

My exes mom’s a drag queen, call her “trans parent”, but I still couldn’t see it through

These girl’s ain’t worth it, I’m never taking you out, not even if your name was tooth!

When I youngin’, they said “I would never be much”

Used to be a wimpy kid, until I got the cheese touch

Wake up and I get the dough, but I’m not

Making pizza

Throat was feeling soar, So I poured lean in the Supreme cup

I might be Santa, I keep three different

(Ho Ho Hoes!)

Caught an opp lackin’, put him six feet below, oh, oh

He mentioned me, now he’s in the newspaper

I need the dough, I’m not even a baker

I don’t need presents, I just keep the wrapping on Christmas, ‘cus i just want the Paper!

I just want the paper!

I just want the paper!

I just want the paper, paper, paper!

I just want the paper!

I just want the paper!

I just want the paper, paper, paper!

I just want the paper!

I just want the paper!

I just want the paper, paper, paper!

I just want the paper!

I just want the paper!

I just want the paper, paper, paper!