Paper'd Up

Money, money, money, money!

Money, money, money, money!

"You make me feel so goooood!"

Money, money, money, money!

Money, money, money, money!

Money, money, money, money!

Money, money, money, money!

In the world of change, here I am

Tryin to have some thangs

So what you need is some game, to get your money man

Ohh baby, in the world of paper, paper

Thinkin of a master plan

Cause ain't nuttin but sweat inside my hand

So I dig into my pockets, all my money is spent

So I dig deeper, but still comin up with lint

So I, start my mission, leave my residence

Thinkin how can I get some dead presidents

I need money, I used to see a stick-up kid

So I think of all the devious things I did

I used to roll up, this is a hold up, ain't nuttin funny

Stop smilin, cause still don't nuttin move but the money

Cause now I've learned to earn cause I'm righteous

I feel great, so maybe I might just

Search fo' a 9 to 5, if I strive

Then maybe I'll stay alive

So I walk up the street, whistlin this

Feelin out of place cause man do I miss

A pen and a paper, a stereo, a tape of

Me and Warren G, and a big fat plate of

Chicken wings, cause that's my favorite thang

But without no money man that shit's a dream

Cause I don't like to dream about gettin paid

So I dig into the books of the rhymes that I've made

Soon as I bust 'em see if I got pull

I hit the DoggHouse, cause I'm paid in full

In the world of change, here I am

Tryin to have some thangs

So what you need is some game, to get your money man

Ohh baby, in the world of paper, paper

Money, money, money, money!

Money, money, money, money!

Money, money, money!

W-w-w-w-w-well

W-w-w-w-w-welllll

Ohhhh baby

W-w-w-w-w-well

W-w-w-w-wellll, ohh baby

Ohhhh baby

W-w-w-w-w-well

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Ohhhh baby

W-w-w-w-w-well

W-w-w-w-wellll, ohh baby

ohh baby