Snoop Dogg, Traci Nelson, Kokane - Paper'd up lyrics
Snoop Dogg [Calvin Cordozar Broadus Jr.] Long Beach, California, U.S 🇺🇸
[Snoop Dogg, Traci Nelson, Kokane - Paper'd up lyrics]
"He's a sweet, soul, brother!"
Beat from the remix of "Paid in
Full" plays in the background
"You make me feel so goooood!"
In the world of change, here I am
Tryin to have some thangs
So what you need is some game
To get your money man
Ohh baby, in the world of paper, paper
Thinkin of a master plan
Cause ain't nuttin but sweat inside my hand
So I dig into my pockets
All my money is spent
So I dig deeper, but still comin up with lint
So I, start my mission, leave my residence
Thinkin how can I get some dead presidents
I need money, I used to see a stick-up kid
So I think of all the devious things I did
I used to roll up, this is a hold up
Ain't nuttin funny stop smilin
Cause still don't nuttin move but the money
Cause now I've learned to
Earn cause I'm righteous
I feel great, so maybe I might just
Search fo' a 9 to 5, if I strive
Then maybe I'll stay alive
So I walk up the street, whistlin this
Feelin out of place cause man do I miss
A pen and a paper, a stereo, a tape of
Me and Warren G, and a big fat plate of
Chicken wings, cause that's my favorite thang
But without no money man that shit's a dream
Cause I don't like to dream about gettin paid
So I dig into the books of
The rhymes that I've made
Soon as I bust 'em see if I got pull
I hit the DoggHouse
Cause I'm paid in full echoes
Beat from the remix of "Paid in
Full" plays in the background
W-w-w-w-w-well w-w-w-w-w-welllll
Ohhhh baby w-w-w-w-w-well
W-w-w-w-wellll, ohh baby ohhhh baby
Beat from the remix of "Paid in
Full" plays in the background
"You make me feel so goooood!"
In the world of change, here I am
Tryin to have some thangs
So what you need is some game
To get your money man
Ohh baby, in the world of paper, paper
Thinkin of a master plan
Cause ain't nuttin but sweat inside my hand
So I dig into my pockets
All my money is spent
So I dig deeper, but still comin up with lint
So I, start my mission, leave my residence
Thinkin how can I get some dead presidents
I need money, I used to see a stick-up kid
So I think of all the devious things I did
I used to roll up, this is a hold up
Ain't nuttin funny stop smilin
Cause still don't nuttin move but the money
Cause now I've learned to
Earn cause I'm righteous
I feel great, so maybe I might just
Search fo' a 9 to 5, if I strive
Then maybe I'll stay alive
So I walk up the street, whistlin this
Feelin out of place cause man do I miss
A pen and a paper, a stereo, a tape of
Me and Warren G, and a big fat plate of
Chicken wings, cause that's my favorite thang
But without no money man that shit's a dream
Cause I don't like to dream about gettin paid
So I dig into the books of
The rhymes that I've made
Soon as I bust 'em see if I got pull
I hit the DoggHouse
Cause I'm paid in full echoes
Beat from the remix of "Paid in
Full" plays in the background
W-w-w-w-w-well w-w-w-w-w-welllll
Ohhhh baby w-w-w-w-w-well
W-w-w-w-wellll, ohh baby ohhhh baby