Paul and Paz
Paul Wall, Vinnie Paz, Block McCloud
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I run the underworld, guy I decide who does what and Where they do it at Why am I gonna run around and act like I'm some teeny-bopper somewhere for Somebody else's money? I make the money Man i roll the nickels the game Is mine i'm the king! Gotta get fetti, gotta get that dough Please don't hate me 'cause I hustle And it's all I know We get fetti man, we get that flow They hate us because we love paper chasin' Gotta get fetti, gotta get that dough Please don't hate me 'cause I hustle And it's all I know We get fetti man, we get that flow They hate us because we love paper chasin' I'm the man with the plan and Them rocks in my hand In the Cadillac sitting on the fours All the boppers so heavy but The haters mad at me When I come around the corner so slow I'm the shit where I'm from In the land of Screw A go-getter chasing after bankrolls If you hating don't try it Cause I'm waiting so quiet A player stay up on his toes I got my mind on paper Not concerned with them haters Them boys is talking down call Me catch up later See I pull up in that black On black like Darth Vader Handing bars out the window Serving boys like a waiter My mind on dollar signs So partner I'ma grind Gotta punch that clock And paper-chase overtime That paper is a fool if you put in work I'ma hustle 'till I'm under the dirt I gotta get it baby I'm nice with the ox You get cut like the raw white Or hit you with a fuckin S'ilver bullet like Coors Light I could tell a snitch if he Don't walk through the door right I could tell a snitch if he Don't handle the four right The fifth levitate your body to God's height Flatline, long dark tunnel and saw light I'ma ride dirty so motherfucker Forget the law chicken wing, shrimp Fried rice from the liquor store It don't take a lot for me To have the pistol drawn Get popped in front of me I don't even assist the boy Y'all are frontin' I don't know what the resistance for Y'all are nothin' That's why that you keep you distance for Anybody f*ck with Vinnie gettin' Laid to waste I'ma have your white tee looking Like it's tomato paste You a Joker, motherfucker Vinnie play the Ace Paul, take the thirty-eight snub And rearrange his face Gotta get fetti, gotta get that dough Please don't hate me cause I hustle And it's all I know We get fetti man, we get that flow They hate us because we love paper chasin' Gotta get fetti, gotta get that dough Please don't hate me cause I hustle And it's all I know We get fetti man, we get that flow They hate us because we love paper chasin' Paper chasin' They hate us because we love paper chasin' Gotta get fetti, gotta get that dough They hate us because we love paper chasin' Paper chasin' paper chasin'
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Written by: CRAIG PHILLIP LANCIANI, ISMAEL DIAZ, PAUL MICHAEL SLAYTON, VINCENT LUVINER
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