50 Cent - The Paper (I Get It) Lyrics

50 Cent - The Paper (I Get It) Lyrics:

[50 Cent]

Bartender bring the bottles of Rose

That bitch like me but I don’t give a f-ck

Bitch n-gga smelling like good weed

Crush the hashish

Look I don’t give a f-ck

I’m so grimey

They can’t like me

The paper I get it

The paper I get it

What the f-ck n-gga I rock

Like I got that style that’ll keep me forever on top

Bitch, my drop top, make n-ggas feel like theres something wrong with there hustle

I’m eating, I suggest you n-ggas try this

Scrap the plate move the weight I got the itus

I’m sick, I’m addicted to the gold

You take a hit of how this feel you want more

Sorta like what crack did to boogie and New Jack

Wassup when I crossover, there aint no coming back

Take a hit of this, this is what I’ve been cooking

Perfect product, customer good looking

This trip, this flip, I’ma get the count right

Do my numbers man, why your baker count light

Thta work you put out, that was stepped on

My shit raw dope, pur heron

 

[Chorus]

Bartender bring the bottles of Rose

That bitch like me but I don’t give a f-ck

Bitch n-gga smelling like good weed

Crush the hashish

Look I don’t give a f-ck

I’m so grimey

They can’t like me

The paper I get it

The paper I get it

[50 Cent - Verse 2]

Here it is n-gga, 1000 grams of uncut

Take it off consignment, f-ck up and you’re f-cked

This is certified hood shit, ghetto gold good shit

Sniff a line of this, take a pull of that

This a fact, either which way you hiding that

I’ve been here before, it’s so familiar

Bag up, fill up the para-familiar

I wanna win so bad, n-gga I wanna kill ya

Get in the way, I’m six spray I’m bad news

Denzel when the trumpet blow, more better blues

It’s psychotic, my flows are narcotic

Tll me how you want it, my n-gga I got it

For days, My money give me goose bumps

My pockets swollen, two lumps

Count it all, 10c no cent a dime

You know me, you know I got a hell of a grind

[Chorus]

Theres nothing to it

I can smell hater

You know what this is

G-G-G-G-G, G-G-G-G-G

G-unit

This is therapy for me man

I just gotta focus on my art. I’m an artist

You can appreciate it

Like you appreciate a Picasso

Or an Andy Warhol, you should love me

When you look at me

You should say this is fresh

This is abstract

This is a work of art

This is 50

Til next time, G-G-G-G-G-unit.