Lyrics Rich Homie Quan

Rich Homie Quan

WWYD

Yeah

Quan

Aye

Rich homie

One five

What it do?

My nigga, what nard what it do

Rich homie baby

I know a lot of niggas out here broke who will

Do anything for that paper

And I know a lot of bitches out here broke

Wearing a lot of fake hair bunch of makeup

I was broke down bad with a pager

I'm from eastern Atlanta not decatur

I remember when we didn't use to have cable I remember how hungry I would stay up

And I'm like what you do for some paper

Back then nigga ill do anything for some paper

And put some paper straight up

That Bid I did, I was kicking doors

For that paper and them neighbors

Said they saw me creeping round the corner

But they just hating 'cause I'm on the come up I remember

I was broke down bad for the longest

Had to thank my God on the way up

On the fuck shit riding with the 40

If you owe me, nigga better pay up

Don't talk that shit nigga show me

I'll aim for his ass nigga straight up,

Got a couple bitches saying they know me

But I'm a let the money talk for me

What you do for some paper?

What would you do? What would you do?

What you do for some paper?

What would you do? What would you do?

What would you do for some paper?

What would you do for some paper?

I heard you wanna fuck me girl

You probably wanna fuck this cash

I heard you wanna fuck me girl

You probably wanna fuck this cash

Yeah, what would you do for some paper?

What would you do for some paper?

You probably wanna suck a little dick

Probably wanna fuck with my click for that paper

Boy I'm trying to fuck your bitch

Then pass that hoe to my click

Why you hatin'? and that nigga know my homies rich ain't gotta prove to you shit

We on our way up all my dudes paid up

No more molly gotta stay up

What would you do for some paper?

Would you cross your partner for some paper?

When he been your partner since day 1

They ain't real shawty, that money got your head fucked up

That's your partner girl but you fucked her,

And Ya'll supposed to be like brothers

That's showing me I can't trust ya

That forty homie damn right, nigga I'm a bust you

And if I get the chopper homie, I'm a make you sing like usher Got the authority bitches reppin rich homie... like a sorority

I was broke down bad for the longest

Had to thank my God on the way up...

On the fuck shit ridin with the forty

If you owe me nigga better pay up

Don't talk that shit, nigga show me

My aim for a nigga straight up

Got a couple bitches saying they know me

But I'm a let the money talk for me

So I'm like what you do for some paper?

What would you do? What would you do?

What would you do for some paper. What would you do? What would you do?

What you do for some paper?

What you do for some paper?

I heard you wanna fuck me girl

You probably wanna fuck this cash

I heard you wanna fuck me girl

You probably wanna fuck this cash

Yeah, what would you do for some paper?

What would you do for some paper?