tafia - paperwork lyrics
[intro]
(yeah, let me see that paperwork, i want that paperwork)
yeah (i need that paperwork)
ayy, phew, okay
[verse 1]
never been a friendly n+gga (uh), i put a end to n+ggas (uh+huh)
caught his ass tying his shoes, i seen the sprinter in ’em (phew)
talkin’ like you coaching plays, i see the runner in ya (phew)
i’m the type to f+ck a cougar and her baby sister
lookin’ for some motion? i got it
show me all your paperwork, i wanna see ya dockets (yeah)
if you ain’t got no charges, can’t just deal wit’ anybody
i get p+ssy off my face, i’m never comin’ outta pocket (uh+huh)
real street n+gga, i’m stamped
all this ice on me come from street monеy, i’ma champ
did a couple thousand nights in the feds, i’ma vamp
i was in a dark sp+cе, then i lit up like a lamp (lit up like a lamp)
look at you squealing ’cause they got you by the neck
call yourself a gangsta, you was p+ssy from the get
you get in your feelings, beat on b+tches like a simp, but let n+ggas extort you
you a different type of b+tch (uh)
[chorus]
don’t say you stand on business, ’cause you don’t (phew)
you just say the sh+t that sound good like a quote (uh)
i run up a ticket, then get missin’, i go ghost (uh)
you run up a bag, jump on the ‘gram, it’s like you told (told)
let me see your paperwork, i want that paperwork (let’s go)
we ain’t doin’ sh+t unless i see that paperwork (that paperwork)
i got ‘za for 17, but need that paper first (need that paperwork)
your paperwork straight, then we can run that paper up
let me see your paperwork (let’s go), i want that paperwork (that work)
we ain’t doin’ sh+t unless i see that paperwork (on god)
i got ‘za for 17, but need that paper first (i need it)
your paperwork straight, then we can run that paper up
[verse 2]
real g+sh+t in affect (uh), got her p+ssy wet (uh)
i’ma let it soak before i stretch it (uh+huh)
i cut off that b+tch ’cause she too messy
always outta pocket, if you don’t like to listen, you a problem (phew)
baby, i’ma leader not a follower
i like to buy louie, i like to mix marni wit’ my prada (prada, yeah)
money comin’ slow, so i go harder, huh
used to be a robber, i see a lotta goofy’s lookin’ sweet
pick you lil’ p+ssy’s out my t++th, b+tch, it’s time to eat
i’m squatting in a foreign countin’ breach (phew)
no more squat and cough for visitation
i was being patient, i did all my time like vacation
[outro]
let me see your paperwork, i want that paperwork
we ain’t doin’ sh+t unless i see that paperwork
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