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Artist: The Biggie Sound
Canonical path: /the-biggie-sound/the-thug-paper
Related lyric paths: 6
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The Thug Paper
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The Thug Paper
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[verse1]
Leavin' bitchhouse with a pocket full
I'm going out to party with the guys
My paper born, my paper grows
My paper developin', but he doesn't die
Now I get down (get down), now I get up
I'm spendin' my money in the club
I became a millionaire, now take a thug life
She like my style, she loves the Bad Boy (The Bad Boy)
The strike is blowin' your brains
My cream is buyin' their gambles
I got so much ammo, "The Big Thug" is like commando
I got money - I got a Lambo
Now you'll see my name among the rich
You'll see my bitch shooting at its bitch
[chorus]
My paper born, my paper grows
My paper developin', but he doesn't die
She likes my style - Com'on guys!
My paper born, my paper grows
My paper developin', but he doesn't die
[verse2]
Mo'fucker I'll run you over with my Ferrari
I'm sorry - You're game over, there will be at home party
Okay - Okay - I don't know where I'm goin' for the money
The police are chasin' me, the feds are so funny
They think as they get me
They've been watchin' too much TV
This's real life
Your car will not reach my Lamborghini
Shit, my crew is in the hood
Guys, turns on the light of the Mercedes-Wood
I'm crazy for a hot fuck
Criminal is criminal and I'm rockin' on your club
Not enough shootin' on my block
Don't shoot the bottle, we can't lose a single Hennessy drop
[chorus]
My paper born, my paper grows
My paper developin', but he doesn't die
She likes my style - Com'on guys!
My paper born, my paper grows
My paper developin', but he doesn't die
[verse3]
I'll call the pimp of tha city - Ohh - Heyy
I'll spend the cream until the day comes - Ohh - Heyy
Ohh yeah - Com'on girl
Now on a yacht, now around the world
Enough of Hip-Hop - No mo' click-clack
Now I shoot around
I'm makin' money - Oh is the Big Sound
Outlowz brought the hood feelin' and the voice of niggaz
I'm the youngest among the biggerz
Come here bitch, I'm new stanky rich
She likes my style - she likes my style
I'm fuckin' you, you're asking for help
It's Big!
[Big Sound talkin']
This's for you enemies - click-clack Bang!
Damn, I'll burst damn, I'll burst damn (hahaha)
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