freddie gibbs - paper lyrics
with a mic, b-tch, and i’m ice, b-tch
six rings, yeah, i’m on that mic sh-t
but i hit her two weeks ago
sit and drink it, the reefer smoke
sit and drink it, the reefer smoke
sit and drink it, the reefer smoke
but i hit her two weeks ago
sit and drink it, the reefer smoke
with a mic, b-tch, and i’m ice, b-tch
six rings, yeah, i’m on that mic sh-t
but i hit her two weeks ago
sit and drink it, the reefer smoke
sit and drink it, the reefer smoke
sit and drink it, the reefer smoke
but i hit her two weeks ago
sit and drink it, the reefer smoke
on a mic, b-tch and i’m ice, b-tch
six rings, yeah, i’m on that mic sh-t
straight thug, n-gg-, most of my life’s spent
was on that black top, working that white b-tch, yeah
it was just fine and a little bit of zippy
got a plug and my home boy chipped in
i was gonna set the team when i bagged her
high rich, working motherf-cker rich team
turned up to be turned down
it’s what kush it’s for, we got burned down
i got a muddy cup and that texan dope
that good smoke from that oaktown beach
100 pounds from the hood where they caught me
hit ’em with a ski mask, n-gg- lost me
i don’t trigger these hoes but i will pay your broke b-tch to bag her for me
drop and draws off i call that talking
house on my nick, i call that balling
true sh-t it ain’t sh-t like a new b-tch
my old hoes, i don’t call them off
drop and draws off i call that talking
house on my nick, i call that balling
true sh-t it ain’t sh-t like a new b-tch
old hoes, i don’t call them off
with a mic, b-tch, and i’m ice, b-tch
six rings, yeah, i’m on that mic sh-t
but i hit her two weeks ago
sit and drink it, the reefer smoke
sit and drink it, the reefer smoke
sit and drink it, the reefer smoke
but i hit her two weeks ago
sit and drink it, the reefer smoke
with a mic, b-tch, and i’m ice, b-tch
six rings, yeah, i’m on that mic sh-t
but i hit her two weeks ago
sit and drink it, the reefer smoke
sit and drink it, the reefer smoke
sit and drink it, the reefer smoke
but i hit her two weeks ago
sit and drink it, the reefer smoke
i hit her two weeks ago, got hit in the g before
straight bought with this sloppy top, man
this b-tch was a freaky hoe
sit and drink it, the reefer smoke
hurry up, man, we beat it, though
when she ask me to eat it
i told her take it and leave it, hoe
’cause this paper sh-t in my bones
million cash on my mind, b-tch
snowflakes when it’s cold, gold fees on my grind, b-tch
straight hand to hand, east side, on my land i’m the man
learn how to shuffle up them cookies
got to let a man drive by the fair
we keep that chopped up in plastic
gotta find a new place to stash it
once i ran through my pack, hit the club, balled up like a draft
we keep that chopped up in plastic
gotta find a new place to stash it
once i ran through my pack, hit the club, balled up like a draft
with a mic, b-tch, and i’m ice, b-tch
six rings, yeah, i’m on that mic sh-t
but i hit her two weeks ago
sit and drink it, the reefer smoke
sit and drink it, the reefer smoke
sit and drink it, the reefer smoke
but i hit her two weeks ago
sit and drink it, the reefer smoke
with a mic, b-tch, and i’m ice, b-tch
six rings, yeah, i’m on that mic sh-t
but i hit her two weeks ago
sit and drink it, the reefer smoke
sit and drink it, the reefer smoke
sit and drink it, the reefer smoke
but i hit her two weeks ago
sit and drink it, the reefer smoke
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