Paul Wall - Get Your Paper Up Lyrics

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ay gon' salute me i don't flip neva that

But i know how to get it i know where the money at

Them haters talkin' down still i'm comin' up

I get money stay true get your paper up

They see me posen'

Ridin' fresh with the paint doors open

Them haters talkin' down still i'm comin' up

I get money stay true get your paper up

It's paul wall baby swishahouse spokesman

I'm crushing all competition like a coke can

I'm with that damon jones mix-o and black lac

In that lac with the trunk cracked i'm swingin'

Until the swingers collapse i'm back i'm stuntin'

Comin' down on gold tires i'm on the block holdin' it down

Like some [unverified] i keep the swingers pokin'

I got the windows open white cup with somethin' potent

Wood wheel still what i'm chokin'

I'm on that antwaan with lou hawk

And freddie thug dismantle them mics

And make their heads bobb that's my job

My mind on stackin' a wad these boys out here chasin'

Broads look close it's no mirage

I got somethin' for all them frauds

Ay gon' salute me i don't flip neva that

But i know how to get it i know where the money at

Them haters talkin' down still i'm comin' up

I get money stay true get your paper up

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They see me posen'

Ridin' fresh with the paint doors open

Them haters talkin' down still i'm comin' up

I get money stay true get your paper up

I'm on the block holdin' posts like jermaine o' neal

No ice grill just cold steel that's a gangsta grill

I'm down for that drama so i'm known to pack a cannon

A sharp seein' hittin' targets like peyton manning

And you can catch me in the hood like a liquor store

Roll those dice let's get that dough i'm 6-8 i'm 10-4

I got that tish from black that tip got my back

I put them elbows under the lac and know they plottin' ta jack

Boppers don't know how to act

I'm leanin' back and countin' stacks

Postin' up on big wheels still tippen lex's don't get distressed

I'm out here chasin' banks breakin' bread

And sippin' drank accumulating my benz taste

My mind straight and my paper chase

Ay gon' salute me i don't flip neva that

But i know how to get it i know where the money at

Them haters talkin' down still i'm comin' up

I get money stay true get your paper up

They see me posen'

Ridin' fresh with the paint doors open

Them haters talkin' down still i'm comin' up

I get money stay true get your paper up

My vision's nocturnal so i'm grindin' all night

I gotta cup that's rather purple so it's oil and it's spirte

I got some partnas in the cage i be shootin' them kites

Them other guys is all hype

Tell them suckas take a hike baby you see these future

Locs you see them hundred spokes

I'm on posters just one deep ya get it coast to coast

I'm slabbin' candy drops punchin' clocks

And slammin' broads i got money like reggie bush

My billboard got a lotta yards i'm with that poppa joe

I got dro on da low i keep tha lean for a month or so

But i'm back on it i can't let go

I'm down with t.farris and g.dat we switchin' glass

Some of these boys ain't lastin' we still right here countin' cash

Ay gon' salute me i don't flip neva that

But i know how to get it i know where the money at

Them haters talkin' down still i'm comin' up

I get money stay true get your paper up

They see me posen'

Ridin' fresh with the paint doors open

Them haters talkin' down still i'm comin' up

I get money stay true get your paper up

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