Getting Paper

You ever seen what a real nigga look like?

Sittin in the Lamborghini lower than the black 'vette (black 'vette)

With a pocket full of money lookin for a honey

Stuntin and never trippin on nothin cause I got that (got that)

Exquisite taste, chase paper, capers on my résumé

And where I lay might get a little bit, lonely

On the grind, so I be missin the feelin

of a woman touchin me and layin all up on me

But I see you got the make-up and the tendencies

A complete understandin that a nigga gotta work (uh-huh)

Even though she be havin a attitude

I tell her "You ain't gotta curse baby, I'ma buy the purse" (that's right)

I feel like she a fly bitch (yup)

The only one I wanna see in fly kicks (yup)

And I want her to be mine so I spit her some game

from a nigga guaranteed to die rich

Like

You can be my ride or die chick, I be on my shit

I be gettin paper, paper, girrrrl

You so bad you so damn thick, and I be on my shit

I be gettin paper, paper, girrrrl

I be on my shit (ayy!) I be on my shit (ayy!)

I be on my SHIT!

You so bad you so damn THICK, and I be on my shit

I be gettin paper, paper, girrrrl

That's right, c'mon

Gettin money, oh

Tell 'em Dra

What, c'mon

Go 'head and put it where you wanna put it (put it)

And while you at it let me get some footage (footage)

And it ain't no need for you askin me could it

cause when we get in our mode I'ma show you how good it

gets, because I be on my shit (yeah)

And I be doin my thang (yeah) nobody better than this (no)

Come if you ready to hang (yeah) you wanna be with the Twist? (what?)

Would you be with it if I wanna travel and take you into the abyss? (huh?)

Give me the word and I'ma cuff (c'mon)

Cause I be feelin like we've both been waitin long enough

You got that loud pack pussy other bitches huff

Deep inside sweet and sexy but you act tough

That's what I need on my team (what)

Somebody gettin it that I can f**k and spoil with some fly shit

And I really feel like she can be my sidekick (yeah)

My gettin high chick (yeah) my ride or die chick (what)

Let's go

For real, that's right

Oh

I know you can tell by the 30's that I'm sittin on

Take a whiff of this shit, this Dolce

Mix it up with the purp, it's okay

Later on I'm free to lay, lay

Lay anywhere you want

Just say the word and I swear that it's gon' be on

I be on my jungle shit, baby no lie

Freak you like an animal from the backside

Got the bomb shit, shawty that'll change your life

Feels so damn good I'ma make you cry

Oh, hold up, wait a minute

Seizin up, and I'm in it

Now pull it out, I'ma finish

Oooooooooh yeah