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FellahBoy - PAPED UP Lyrics



FellahBoy - PAPED UP Lyrics
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Fella with the H
Yeah
Only thing you can't stop is the paper Only niggas thinking they can get the stop is a hater
Chip maker like I grow the potato
Teeshirt rip maker so shout to the haters
Aye aye hold on
Boy these nigga po'
Ain't seen no pape in so long
Boy ain't got no backbone
They stand on polio
Ask him where his folio homie where ya paperwork
Sounds like you told it tho
I done seen mo' shit than a toilet bowl
I'm sitting on to write this shit
To shit on niggas mullet bro
You ain't it
I'm sugar honey iced tea
Got that white that brown
That coco leaf
It's business under my feet
Not negotiating my fee
I need it so i can hit the coast of amalfi
Come on mami my treat
Everything is on me
Just bring a couple tees
Couple drawls
French ya toes coffin claws and we gon ball baby
You ain't never seen a nigga stand this tall baby
Everytime it was drama
I'm the nigga that they call baby
Yeah baby the final boss
Really really big dog
Put you on ya soft shit tell them pussy niggas get lost
Don't hit me bout no potential play
Hit me when ya paper straight
I'ma take my time I don't give a f*ck how long it take
Niggas really in the way
Really really in the way
You can't get no money like that
I don't give a f*ck what a nigga say
Only thing you can't stop is the paper Only nigga thinking they can get the stop is a hater
Chip maker like I grow the potato
Teeshirt rip maker so shout to the haters
Yeah you'll never stop me
Yeah you'll never stop me
Yeah you'll never stop me
Touching some paper boy
Yeah you'll never stop me
Yeah you'll never stop me
Yeah you'll never stop me
Touching that paper boy
Yeah we touching paper
Yeah we touching paper
Yeah we getting through it
Yeah we thumb through it
Nigga be hating on you
Yeah we put it up
Yeah we put it down
Being a hater ain't enough
Real money maker
I sell salt to a shaker
I get it done sell life to the undertaker
Paped up
Running through a fifty ball in twenties make ya hand ache up
Being broke is a deal breaker
I'ma cook up for the ticket
A meal maker
Just add water to the batter and service a pancake
A real player really cut through them layers
Only way to know it ain't stepped on
Gotta heat it or break it
Ain't got them holes in it from when it was hanging
Throw that shit off in that water
And see how far back you can brang it
Real oil blower
Really let the paper towels pull the water
Put up paper
Really cut through a hater
Only thing you can't stop is the paper Only nigga thinking they can get the stop is a hater
Chip maker like I grow the potato
Teeshirt rip maker so shout to the haters
Yeah you'll never stop me
Yeah you'll never stop me
Yeah you'll never stop me
Touching some paper boy
Yeah you'll never stop me
Yeah you'll never stop me
Yeah you'll never stop me
Touching some paper boy
Fella with the H
Big H
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English

Fella with the H
Yeah
Only thing you can't stop is the paper Only niggas thinking they can get the stop is a hater
Chip maker like I grow the potato
Teeshirt rip maker so shout to the haters
Aye aye hold on
Boy these nigga po'
Ain't seen no pape in so long
Boy ain't got no backbone
They stand on polio
Ask him where his folio homie where ya paperwork
Sounds like you told it tho
I done seen mo' shit than a toilet bowl
I'm sitting on to write this shit
To shit on niggas mullet bro
You ain't it
I'm sugar honey iced tea
Got that white that brown
That coco leaf
It's business under my feet
Not negotiating my fee
I need it so i can hit the coast of amalfi
Come on mami my treat
Everything is on me
Just bring a couple tees
Couple drawls
French ya toes coffin claws and we gon ball baby
You ain't never seen a nigga stand this tall baby
Everytime it was drama
I'm the nigga that they call baby
Yeah baby the final boss
Really really big dog
Put you on ya soft shit tell them pussy niggas get lost
Don't hit me bout no potential play
Hit me when ya paper straight
I'ma take my time I don't give a f*ck how long it take
Niggas really in the way
Really really in the way
You can't get no money like that
I don't give a f*ck what a nigga say
Only thing you can't stop is the paper Only nigga thinking they can get the stop is a hater
Chip maker like I grow the potato
Teeshirt rip maker so shout to the haters
Yeah you'll never stop me
Yeah you'll never stop me
Yeah you'll never stop me
Touching some paper boy
Yeah you'll never stop me
Yeah you'll never stop me
Yeah you'll never stop me
Touching that paper boy
Yeah we touching paper
Yeah we touching paper
Yeah we getting through it
Yeah we thumb through it
Nigga be hating on you
Yeah we put it up
Yeah we put it down
Being a hater ain't enough
Real money maker
I sell salt to a shaker
I get it done sell life to the undertaker
Paped up
Running through a fifty ball in twenties make ya hand ache up
Being broke is a deal breaker
I'ma cook up for the ticket
A meal maker
Just add water to the batter and service a pancake
A real player really cut through them layers
Only way to know it ain't stepped on
Gotta heat it or break it
Ain't got them holes in it from when it was hanging
Throw that shit off in that water
And see how far back you can brang it
Real oil blower
Really let the paper towels pull the water
Put up paper
Really cut through a hater
Only thing you can't stop is the paper Only nigga thinking they can get the stop is a hater
Chip maker like I grow the potato
Teeshirt rip maker so shout to the haters
Yeah you'll never stop me
Yeah you'll never stop me
Yeah you'll never stop me
Touching some paper boy
Yeah you'll never stop me
Yeah you'll never stop me
Yeah you'll never stop me
Touching some paper boy
Fella with the H
Big H
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Writer: James Kelly
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Performed By: FellahBoy
Language: English
Length: 3:44
Written by: James Kelly

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