- Votes:
- Composers:
- Carter
- Shawn C / Mosley
- Timothy Z
 
- Genres:
- Hip-Hop
 
- Tags:
- hiphop
- jay z king of the rap music
- timbaland production
 
- See also:
Jay-Z - Paper Chase lyrics
Uhh, uhh, uh huh
 Uhh, paper chase
 Bonnie n Clyde
 Y'all motherfuckers know how it's goin' down
 Gotta get that paper y'all
 That's right, uhh
 Uh huh uh, yeah, Roc-a-Fella, yeah
 Paper chase y'all, paper chase what? Uh
 Greyhound bitch, stay down bitch
 'Bout to set up shop with Jay, round this bitch
 Half a brick of yeah 'bout to lay down this bitch
 'Til November? Nah, I'm here to like, slay down this bitch
 What you think? I don't wanna have to spray down this bitch
 Call my whole team from around the way down this bitch
 I'm tryin' to stay down this bitch, play down this bitch
 Had a sound, so my nigga Jay drown the six
 Roll the windows down and, weight round this bitch
 But there's a couple things 'fore it's O.K. round this bitch
 I gotta talk to the natives, let 'em know I'm here
 For all to get the pay days, first I line up all the haters
 I got jobs for ya, drop stars for ya
 More arms than Green Bay's Brett Favre for ya
 Money providentials hope that's not a problem for ya
 If so, jigga be here, day after tomorrow for ya, that's right!
 Gotta get that paper dog
 Gotta touch that, love that, paper dog
 Gotta get that paper dog
 Gotta have that, grab that paper dog
 Gotta get that paper dog
 Gotta spend that, bend that, split that, get that
 Gotta get that paper dog
 And I needs that, G stack, tell me where the weed's at?
 I got my two guns, I came to scoop ones
 A down ass bitch and she down to click
 Got a nice little hooptie that I get around with
 And my plan is not to leave this town 'til I'm rich
 Gotta find a nigga sellin' all them ounces and shit
 Tell them get down with the click or get found in a ditch
 See I drop down and strip, I turn around and spit
 Not to hit 'em just to let em know the sound of shit
 Jay-Z - Paper Chase - http://motolyrics.com/jay-z/paper-chase-lyrics.html
 Return later that evening in the club with Fox
 And I got the snub nose for those that love to box
 I'm in search of them young niggaz that hug the block
 All day, 'til it's like gray outside
 Shoot dice talkin' shit all day outside
 And even when it's hot, they outside
 Let 'em know, how it's gon' go, Bonnie n Clyde
 And aiyyo, you will want me on your side
 Gotta get that paper dog
 Gotta touch that, love that, paper dog
 Gotta get that paper dog
 Gotta have that, grab that paper dog
 Gotta get that paper dog
 Gotta spend that, bend that, split that, get that
 Gotta get that paper dog
 And I needs that, G stack, tell me where the weed's at?
 Yo, yeah, I got that stress and I got it the best
 I ain't got it to give, but I got it to test
 And if you wanna get down, oh you gotta invest
 Is your time, I gotta move this in a, week or less
 For the next couple of days I brought her all I possess
 The Rolex, necklaces with the V V S
 Twin to drive in the passenger with a T.V. rest
 For my top draft picks I cop the new G S
 Now all the little soldiers wanna roll with my team
 'Cause I ain't sold em a dream, I just showed 'em the cream
 Picked em up in the afternoons and told em some things
 You know the regular shit you do when you moldin' them teens
 Yo, never lay your head where you holdin' them things
 Your family to your business, nothing goes in between
 Never feared no man, put four in his Beem
 Drop your gun then, blow the scene, ya heard me?
 Gotta get that paper dog
 Gotta touch that, love that, paper dog
 Gotta get that paper dog
 Gotta have that, grab that paper dog
 Gotta get that paper dog
 Gotta spend that, bend that, split that, get that
 Gotta get that paper dog
 And I needs that, G stack, tell me where the weed's at?
















