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Young - Get Paper Lyrics



Young - Get Paper Lyrics




[ Featuring Dirty ]

Ladies and Gentlemen!
Boys and Girls!
Take your places
As I present to you
The illustrious, indomitable, incredible
Young and Dirty
Back with another banger for that ass

Yeah that's right, that's right
Haha
This some ol' new funky shit for ya man
Need a check this out, let's go

I'ma get this paper
Even if I grind all day
Don't care bout no hater
And what they have to say
I don't want no favors
So I'll go about my way
You know I got flavor bae
Stay high every day

I've been in my head just way too long
I feel like its time for another song
The world don't stop for no one
So why should I, I'm just playing along
I don't do this for the fame
Or the money it brings
But if the shoes fit
Then tie those strings
I'll make a few hits
And ignore those rings
Life can be a bitch
I see the good in things
I gotta few homies
And a lot of friends
My style a little different
I ain't rockin' trends
I want all that cheddar
Like Wisconsin
So grab a few bottles
Like you know what's poppin'
Cause

I'ma get this paper
Even if I grind all day
Don't care bout no hater
And what they have to say
I don't want no favors
So I'll go about my way
You know I got flavor bae
Stay high every day
I'ma get this paper
Even if I grind all day
Don't care bout no hater
And what they have to say
I don't want no favors
So I'll go about my way
You know I got flavor bae
Stay high every day

Dirty
Yeah I step up in the buildin'
Rip the roof off like a hurricane
You get beat up by the Cape
Like it's Dr. Strange
Golf course and the hood
Just a block away
I'm the best thing, call me Ray Lomantagne
If you doin' what you doin'
You should do it in writin'
I could kill it myself but I recruited a Titan
Lil Mami suckee suckee
Like Hoover and Dyson
Obviously if she left, then she ain't the right one
Yeah I'm feelin' myself
If I murder competition
Then I'm killin' myself
If I charge the hardest worker
Then I'm billin' myself
Ion' drink no liquor
But it chill on my shelf
Shots! Shots!
I'm a stoner from hell
Honey you gotta chill
Ignore felonious tales
About them packs in the mail
The fact will remain
We was always finna' get it
We ain't fakin' with the fame cause

I'ma get this paper
Even if I grind all day
Don't care bout no hater
And what they have to say
I don't want no favors
So I'll go about my way
You know I got flavor bae
Stay high every day
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Ladies and Gentlemen!
Boys and Girls!
Take your places
As I present to you
The illustrious, indomitable, incredible
Young and Dirty
Back with another banger for that ass

Yeah that's right, that's right
Haha
This some ol' new funky shit for ya man
Need a check this out, let's go

I'ma get this paper
Even if I grind all day
Don't care bout no hater
And what they have to say
I don't want no favors
So I'll go about my way
You know I got flavor bae
Stay high every day

I've been in my head just way too long
I feel like its time for another song
The world don't stop for no one
So why should I, I'm just playing along
I don't do this for the fame
Or the money it brings
But if the shoes fit
Then tie those strings
I'll make a few hits
And ignore those rings
Life can be a bitch
I see the good in things
I gotta few homies
And a lot of friends
My style a little different
I ain't rockin' trends
I want all that cheddar
Like Wisconsin
So grab a few bottles
Like you know what's poppin'
Cause

I'ma get this paper
Even if I grind all day
Don't care bout no hater
And what they have to say
I don't want no favors
So I'll go about my way
You know I got flavor bae
Stay high every day
I'ma get this paper
Even if I grind all day
Don't care bout no hater
And what they have to say
I don't want no favors
So I'll go about my way
You know I got flavor bae
Stay high every day

Dirty
Yeah I step up in the buildin'
Rip the roof off like a hurricane
You get beat up by the Cape
Like it's Dr. Strange
Golf course and the hood
Just a block away
I'm the best thing, call me Ray Lomantagne
If you doin' what you doin'
You should do it in writin'
I could kill it myself but I recruited a Titan
Lil Mami suckee suckee
Like Hoover and Dyson
Obviously if she left, then she ain't the right one
Yeah I'm feelin' myself
If I murder competition
Then I'm killin' myself
If I charge the hardest worker
Then I'm billin' myself
Ion' drink no liquor
But it chill on my shelf
Shots! Shots!
I'm a stoner from hell
Honey you gotta chill
Ignore felonious tales
About them packs in the mail
The fact will remain
We was always finna' get it
We ain't fakin' with the fame cause

I'ma get this paper
Even if I grind all day
Don't care bout no hater
And what they have to say
I don't want no favors
So I'll go about my way
You know I got flavor bae
Stay high every day
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Writer: Delbert McClellan, John Cooke VI
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Young
Featuring: Dirty
Language: English
Length: 3:12
Written by: Delbert McClellan, John Cooke VI

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