Domangue - Paper lyrics
[Domangue - Paper lyrics]
You sent me flying
Told em one time maybe two you already
Gone off straight shots of that jack
Shit take me all the way back
Getting paid off in that trap
Looking like Deja with that mack
No man got what I lack
And ain’t none gone where I’m bout to go
I mean no offense but this strictly business
So I cuff the cash and I’m
Out the door with that paper
I wonder where you sleep
And do you think of me
(and we hit the road with that paper)
Cause I’m not missing you at all
(we all got shit to do with that paper)
I’m a thousand miles from my home
But y’all see the shit that I’m on
Hop out the whip in my zone
Got Lady Luck on my arm
(tell mama I’m coming home with that paper)
Get my paper up & I’m on
My paper up and I’m on
(tell mama I’m coming home with that paper)
My paper up and I’m on
My paper up and I’m on
(Ain’t nothing in this life come free)
But you don’t know how many nights
I done prayed for that
We done went to war & we done slayed for that
But you ain’t seen the hand I’m holding
(and if you learn one thing bout me)
Cross me & mines you’ll pay for that
If it’s keeps y’all want I’ll play for that
But I’m taking that & I’m rolling
And if you thinking that you fucking with me
You know where to find me
And I’ll be here for the summer
I’ll be here for the summer yeah
Then we break it down & we hit the road
And we squad up so we good to go
And we sell high & we buy low
And we chase the paper all across the globe
Yeah and we young kings so we paid in gold
And I whip the lamb like I whip the rolls
Low key like that bitch is stole
With a couple stacks in my duffel bags
A little something to sip a
Little something to blow
And I’ll be here for the summer
And then we kiting out with that paper
I wonder where you sleep
And do you think of me
(and we hit the road with that paper)
Cause I’m not missing you at all
(we all got shit to do with that paper)
I’m a thousand miles from my home
But y’all see the shit that I’m on
Hop out the whip in my zone
Got Lady Luck on my arm
(tell mama I’m coming home with that paper)
Get my paper up & I’m on
My paper up and I’m on
(tell mama I’m coming home with that paper)
My paper up and I’m on
My paper up and I’m on
I wonder where you sleep
And do you think of me
(and we hit the road for that paper)
Cause I’m not missing you at all
(we all got shit to do with that paper)
I’m a thousand miles from my home
But y’all see the shit that I’m on
Hop out the whip in my zone
Got Lady Luck on my arm
(tell mama I’m coming home with that paper)
Get my paper up and I'm on
My paper up and I’m on
(tell mama I’m coming home with that paper)
My paper up and I’m on
My paper up and I’m on
Told em one time maybe two you already
Gone off straight shots of that jack
Shit take me all the way back
Getting paid off in that trap
Looking like Deja with that mack
No man got what I lack
And ain’t none gone where I’m bout to go
I mean no offense but this strictly business
So I cuff the cash and I’m
Out the door with that paper
I wonder where you sleep
And do you think of me
(and we hit the road with that paper)
Cause I’m not missing you at all
(we all got shit to do with that paper)
I’m a thousand miles from my home
But y’all see the shit that I’m on
Hop out the whip in my zone
Got Lady Luck on my arm
(tell mama I’m coming home with that paper)
Get my paper up & I’m on
My paper up and I’m on
(tell mama I’m coming home with that paper)
My paper up and I’m on
My paper up and I’m on
(Ain’t nothing in this life come free)
But you don’t know how many nights
I done prayed for that
We done went to war & we done slayed for that
But you ain’t seen the hand I’m holding
(and if you learn one thing bout me)
Cross me & mines you’ll pay for that
If it’s keeps y’all want I’ll play for that
But I’m taking that & I’m rolling
And if you thinking that you fucking with me
You know where to find me
And I’ll be here for the summer
I’ll be here for the summer yeah
Then we break it down & we hit the road
And we squad up so we good to go
And we sell high & we buy low
And we chase the paper all across the globe
Yeah and we young kings so we paid in gold
And I whip the lamb like I whip the rolls
Low key like that bitch is stole
With a couple stacks in my duffel bags
A little something to sip a
Little something to blow
And I’ll be here for the summer
And then we kiting out with that paper
I wonder where you sleep
And do you think of me
(and we hit the road with that paper)
Cause I’m not missing you at all
(we all got shit to do with that paper)
I’m a thousand miles from my home
But y’all see the shit that I’m on
Hop out the whip in my zone
Got Lady Luck on my arm
(tell mama I’m coming home with that paper)
Get my paper up & I’m on
My paper up and I’m on
(tell mama I’m coming home with that paper)
My paper up and I’m on
My paper up and I’m on
I wonder where you sleep
And do you think of me
(and we hit the road for that paper)
Cause I’m not missing you at all
(we all got shit to do with that paper)
I’m a thousand miles from my home
But y’all see the shit that I’m on
Hop out the whip in my zone
Got Lady Luck on my arm
(tell mama I’m coming home with that paper)
Get my paper up and I'm on
My paper up and I’m on
(tell mama I’m coming home with that paper)
My paper up and I’m on
My paper up and I’m on