Verse 1:Lil JJ
Yeah, we some Paper Makers, What the hell you make?
I suck pus*y, Im a vampire, better grab yo stake
Yeah, Fresh Money, Ima Money Clown
Sign to my team, you'll be in money town
Yeah, Im a paper maker
Im a paper maker
You ain't gettin' sh*t
Tell my dad, if I see him his throat gettin slit
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Hook:
Ima paper maker
Ima paper maker
Money leaves fallin, Im a f*ckin raker
All I do is ball, but I ain't a laker
Verse 2
Uh, shot out to the ville, that's where I was raised
I'm the rap god, So y'all n*ggas pray
Ima beast, them n*ggas wanna slay
Uh, I got yo b*tch pus*y whipped
Strap on my back & waist I stay equipped
Ha! I be killing sh*t, feed me them rappers
If I was like "I'm gay" is the only time I'd be a actor
Yeah, No dad, got my mom, she be struggling
I ain't bout to lie, cause me & yo wife be f*cking
I stuck it in her back door, & it got stuck in
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Hook