If it ain't my paper (Paper) The don't call me (Bitch call me) I'm about my motherfucking business (My business) So you can kill that (Kill talking) If you ain't got no confrontation Then on walking (Watch out now) 'Cause I'm about to you you paid for when you came here Put hands up, let's get this motherfucker started
Who could talk about that money than me? Who could stay so hood Who stay on 5th Ave spending them Who's as controversial as Eminem be? F O X Y, Coast, West Side Who the fuck really come test I start no shit tonight You know them gangsta Brooklyn niggas is quick to
But we our doe, you know how that go You know Brown come with the hot ass flow And go straight at them, go platinum cocky, wrist still rocky Real chunky niggas want me Still touring and in every country Fox, pooh and pretty run this
If it ain't my paper (Paper) The don't call me (Bitch don't me) 'Cause I'm my motherfucking business (My business) So you can that talking (Kill talking) If you got no motherfucking confrontation Then keep on (Watch out now) 'Cause I'm about to you What you for when you came here Put your hands up, get this motherfucker started
I came here to take my out, look out If you 'bout that sucking, fucking, smoking or drinking The get out I ain't here for no foolishness I'm cute as lil' bow wow but throw bows Ludacris Let me through here, let me something Let me do shit The original booth, ain't no duplicate when a pen on the pad
You fuck me right now bitch, I'm the man 12th ward B's on them Bitch I'm loaded so don't ask me about no motherfucking aroma I'm grammy nominated When the 'Lou says James Brown ain't this animated Bitch I thought I you I'm the Ray Lewis, nigga I'll fold you That's how these get they shit knocked down From with mystikal and the chick fox brown
If it ain't about my (Paper) The bitch call me (Bitch don't me) I'm about my motherfucking business (My business) So you can kill that (Kill talking) If you ain't got no motherfucking keep on walking (Watch out now) I'm about to show you What you paid for you came here Put your hands up, let's get motherfucker started
Foxy thing, yourself Show me what working with thing
Without that cash, what the I'm gaining? Stop complaining When fade, fox is remaining If you shoot just watch you're aiming This is real, it's not The same way I I could quickly fall But nah, I'm here, till I retire
With them chrome things my tires To my niggas in the slammer, with you all hammer Ain't nothing change, titties still slim, still the prettiest rap broad No bra, nipples still Yeah La strings and Belvedere How the fuck that bitch do that there?
If it ain't my paper (Paper) The bitch call me (Bitch call me) 'Cause I'm about my business (My business) So you can kill that (Kill talking) If you ain't got no confrontation Then on walking (Watch out now) 'Cause I'm about to you What you paid for you came here Put your hands up, let's get this started