• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Paper - Krayzie Bone
• Paper - Saint Etienne
• Paper - Talking Heads
• Paper - Queen Latifah
• Paper - Gorilla Zoe
• Paper - Tree
• Paper - Trees
• Paper - Kano
• Paper - Dom Pachino
• Paper - Mock Orange
• Paper - Shorty Mack
• Paper - Gill Graff
• Paper - Funeral Diner
• Paper - Fes Taylor

The world, the world, the world is very diffrent now
The world, the world, the world is very diffrent now
The world, the world, the world is very diffrent now
The world, the world, the world is very diffrent now
The world, the world, the world is very diffrent now
The world, the world, the world is very diffrent now
The world, the world, the world is very diffrent now
The world, the world, the world is very diffrent now
The world, the world, the world is very diffrent now
Everybody want some paper [I want some]
Thats why we fightin over Paper [I know you want some]
And when you die, I bet you die trying to get some paper
[I bet you would die, I bet you would die]
Shame shame
A fucked up game without the green
Mighty might dollar bill y'all, bill y'all
Have ya sinnin eventually in a coffin one day
But you came back to hustle 'cause niggas got bills to pay
Strugglin, strive
An try to stay alive
But in the meantime I'm gonna get mine
Everything will be fine when I can eat and get high
I may eat but I want to purchase some weed
And have a place to P.O.D. when I want to
But tryin to make the paper hate it on the world
I gotta keep my glock cocked
Niggas be plottin on me trying to hurt me
So I stop
But nigga whats up I'm in a hurry
No time for conversations with niggas just thinkin to murder me
But I pin them everytime [everytime]
Time after time
Just try trickin be deceased
No more your life
Friends, is usually your foes
You know you're just like evrybody I trust
Nobody, 'cause....
Everybody want some paper [I want some]
Thats why we fightin over Paper [I know you want some]
And when you die, I bet you die trying to get some paper
[I bet you would die, I bet you would die]
Money money money
Make your, make your cash flow
Money money money
Make your, make your cash flow
Money money money
Make your, make your cash flow
Money money money
Make your, make your cash flow
My niggas don't you think it's funny sometimes
That you could be so quick to do a crime
You can come up and get robbed and shot
But you got the same job
Treat your buisness
Sometime you get your wig split
But shit
For the chedder I guess we just be willin to risk it
This is a stick up
Give up the cash
And while the purse nigga dash
Turned around and put a bullet up in your ass
Desperate ass niggas don't play
Me and my niggas it ain't al day
And you can go to the grave for mear play
Niggas play dirty 'cause we're out here hungry
We just want a meal on the table
And a mil in the pocket
You die if you cannot pay for your life
Niggas is fightin
And thats why....
Big hundred dollar bills y'all
Would you kill for them hundred dollar bills y'all
Big hundred dollar bills y'all
Would you kill for them hundred dollar bills y'all
Big hundred dollar bills y'all
Would you kill for them hundred dollar bills y'all
Big hundred dollar bills y'all
Would you kill for them hundred dollar bills y'all
Would you kill, would you kill, would you kill
For them hundred dollar bills y'all
Would you kill, would you kill, would you kill
For them hundred dollar bills y'all
Everybody want some paper [I want some]
Thats why we fightin over Paper [I know you want some]
And when you die, I bet you die trying to get some paper
[I bet you would die, I bet you would die]
Better make your cash flow
Nigga better make your cash flow
Nigga make your money man
[Better hustle up and make your cash flow]

[paper, the original, in english:]
Here she comes, / she's running over the hill /
With her friend / in tow. /
I know that it feels / that there's no-one else on earth. /
Oh, heavenly days, / you and me. /
Ooh... / only love can mend a broken heart. /
There's a place / that I've seen in my dreams, /
I'd like to live there / by a golden sea. /
The only sound / that I ever want to hear /
Is the sound / of her voice. /
Here she comes, / she's running over the hill /
With her friend / in tow. /
Ooh... / only love can mend a broken heart. /
Ooh... (only love,) / only love can mend a broken heart. /
Ooh... (only love,) / only love can mend a broken heart. /
Ooh... (only love,) / only love can mend a broken heart. /

Hold the paper up to the light
Some rays pass right through
Expose yourself out there for a minute
Some rays pass right through
Take a little rest when the rays pass through
Take a little time off when the rays pass through
Go ahead, mix it up, go ahead and tie it up
A long distance telephone call
Hold on to that paper
Hold on to that paper
Hold on 'cause it's been taken care of
Hold on to that paper
See if you can fit it on the paper
See if you can get it on the paper
See if you can fit it on the paper
See if you can get it on the paper
Had a love affair but it was only paper
Some rays they pass right through
Had a lot of fun, could have been a lot better
Some rays they pass right through
Take a little consideration, take every combination
Take a few weeks off, make it tighter, tighter
If you know it was never, it was never written down
Still might be a chance that it might work out
Hold on to that paper
Hold on to that paper
Hold on 'cause it'll be taken care of
Hold on to that paper
Don't think I can fit it on the paper
Don't think I can get it on the paper
Go ahead and rip up, rip up the paper

Refugees, go 'head and do it
Paper
Go 'head and do it
Refugees, go 'head and do it
Paper
Go 'head and do it
Refugees, go 'head and do it
Paper
Go 'head and do it
Refugees, go 'head and do it
Paper
Go 'head and do it
Refugees, go 'head and do it
Paper
Go 'head and do it
Ooh, I betca' wondering how I knew
That you been tryin' to infiltrate my crew
It ain't no hiding from the flava you
Don't get it confused, you ain't untouchable
(Go 'head and do it)
And while I been tryin' to keep my cool like a queen
(Ooh, like a queen)
Without them bringin' the naughty girl outta me
(Ooh, naughty girl outta me)
Don't cha know I heard you tryin' to take mine
While I shine, you're living fake lives
Don't ya know I heard you tryin' to take mine
But, while I shine ya lip and fake y'all styles
All around me
(Hata's tryin' to play La')
(But, they know that they can't take her paper)
Go 'head and do it
Everybody talking see
Spreadin' them lies about my friends and me
They say that we're tighter than suppose to get
That's because I haven't let ya chill wit me yet
You make it hard for a girl to roll
(Ooh, girl to roll)
But, make it easy so my pockets stay swol'
(Ooh, pockets stay swol')
Don't cha know I heard you tryin' to take mine
While I shine, you're living fake lives
Don't ya know I heard you tryin' to take mine
But, while I shine ya lip and fake y'all styles
All around me
(Hata's tryin' to play La')
(But, they know that they can't take her paper)
Go 'head and do it
That's right, yeah
Check it, check it, why
Check it, check it
Come on, come on
Yo, yo
Where my fellas at? Where my fellas at?
Where my ladies at? Where my ladies at?
As I look back on my life
(Check it)
To get where I am I had to sacrifice
You slammed my name in your magazine
This business gets hard tryin' to stay a queen
You're checkin' for me, you need to check yourself
(Ooh, check yourself)
And be someone, not someone else
(Ooh, someone else)
Refugees, go 'head and do it
Paper
Go 'head and do it

Pay pay pay pay paper
I can get you kush if you got the right paper
I can get you pacs of those pills for the paper
I can get your bricks of that white for the paper
Shawty
I can change your whole life for that paper yeah
Paper ain't an issue iv been gettin money of done moved them pacs whether rain, sleet, or sunny I drop it in the pot it jump out like a bunny my recipe is funny it turn 'em into zombies a little bit of this a little bit of that I hit it with a razor then I throw it in the sack you can call it retty rock or you can call it crack but whatever that you call it best beleive it's coming back
Pay pay pay pay paper
Kush for the (paper)
Pills for the (paper x5)
Yeahhhhh
Rob for the (paper)
I go hard for the (paper x5)
Yeahhh
Hustle for the (paper)
Grind for the (paper x5)
Yeahhhh
Kill for the (paper)
But I will get the (paper x5)
Yeahh
Run up in the house for the paper stick the pistol dead up in ya mouth for the paper
Yeah I'll tie your ass to the couch for the paper
Cock it back and blow your brains out for the paper
Make a nigga holla bout that might dolla 223 in my impala jumpin through your shit with some bullets size of baby bottles
Throw him in the trunk and drop his ass off in that water
They'll never find ya, ya ass goin float across the water
Hold up, coma, piano wit pirhana
I do it for the paper get up or you a gonna I'm lookin for the mona and I ain't talking lisa,
What the fuck you talkin bout,
Bitch I'm talkin bout that paper
Kush for the (paper)
Pills for the (paper x5)
Yeahhhhh
Rob for the (paper)
I go hard for the (paper x5)
Yeahhh
Hustle for the (paper)
Grind for the (paper x5)
Yeahhhh
Kill for the (paper)
But I will get the (paper x5)
Yeahh
It's mister paperworth my pockets is my front desk
They bout to bust so fo shawty I need more thread
I'm on an all carb diet I want more bread
For the paper I'll put 5 through your forehead
Copped 6 bricks on the quick tryin to double up
4 glass pots cookin cain watch it bubble up
One dolla short fuck nigga I'll damage ya
Real trap nigga got keys like a janitor
Boyz in da hood never hesitate to pull a way from bathroom money we treat dough like it's toilet paper
Blow good kush stay high like skyscapers
Independent ballin baby we don't even need a maker
Kush for the (paper)
Pills for the (paper x5)
Yeahhhhh
Rob for the (paper)
I go hard for the (paper x5)
Yeahhh
Hustle for the (paper)
Grind for the (paper x5)
Yeahhhh
Kill for the (paper)
But I will get the (paper x5)
Yeahh

Little pieces of colored paper
Feel its grip and its will to shape ya
Kneel before the greed
that's gonna rape ya
Call collect to the undertaker
little pieces of colored paper
valued more than its very maker
It is your god
It is your king
It puts a price on everything
Watch the color of our collar
when you steal the almighty dollar
The color of money is the color of greed
That is a shade of green I do not need
It plagues men's hearts
poisons their souls
They make the money
but its in control
You face the facts
then you'd know that its true
its got more of a right to exist than you do
Put a price on your life
My pockets are empty
but my heart is full
and I don't need money
to give my life value
You can buy the land
but you can't buy the Sky
There are some things in this world
that your money can't buy
THESE DREAMS ARE FREE

Little pieces of colored paper
Feel its grip and its will to shape ya
Kneel before the greed
that's gonna rape ya
Call collect to the undertaker
little pieces of colored paper
valued more than its very maker
It is your god
It is your king
It puts a price on everything
Watch the color of our collar
when you steal the almighty dollar
The color of money is the color of greed
That is a shade of green I do not need
It plagues men's hearts
poisons their souls
They make the money
but its in control
You face the facts
then you'd know that its true
its got more of a right to exist than you do
Put a price on your life
My pockets are empty
but my heart is full
and I don't need money
to give my life value
You can buy the land
but you can't buy the Sky
There are some things in this world
that your money can't buy

I'm gonna get that paper
[Hook:]
I'm gonna get that paper [x2]
Major, fuck them fuckers now, spend a little later,
I'm gonna get that paper [x2]
Major, fuck them fuckers now, spend a little later (it's K-A!),
(I'm gonna get that paper [x2]
Major, fuck them fuckers now, spend a little later,) [x2]
[Verse 1:]
Look, I'm back I bun down the city,
Badboy n I don't run round with Diddy,
Hardcore I don't dumb down for any,
If they ain't ready, tell em buy Jamie T, cause I'm heavy,
Bassline messy n yeah I go Glastonbury n wear wellies,
Cause I'm a known rapper, was no Fonejacker but I got the 'LCD' and it's HD ready,
Look, I'm sick of the comparisons already,
I listen when I square like Madison,
Rent mansions don't stay in the Radisson,
Any other rapper I'm bigger n badder than,
See I'm in a different league, I'm a different breed,
You're Championship, I'm Champions League,
Back a day I was in that champion team,
Name on the back 'brap brap' like I was on stage,
N I rap bout 20-man deep, next that's Wembley? 20 seats cause,
I'm one of the best MCs to spit it,
UK or US fuck the critics,
You spray n you dress with no fittin,
Look, I'm the hardest regardless,
See I'm on the road so they rolled out the red carpet,
So cool with my? glasses,
Limelight so I shine like varnish,
It's my time, I'm now you're past it,
You're an MC, I'm an artist,
N I'm still old skool like a partin',
I'm still half in, the industry half in the streets
N the mixtape market, so I'm still hungry like I'm fastin,
Tahahaha, to the bank I'm laughin
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
Look, I'm back I bun down the endz,
I come for pounds you come back for pence,
I own the flow n no doughs left?
Landlord, I might come down for rent,
I come to my senses early on,
Now mamis got that Hermes on, with her Vuitton,
Louis, case, mortgage paid,
This place I represent, These people I'm there for them,
These verses I recommend, You rewind n hear again,
You won't witness this again,
The MC spit so quick with such sense,
Such soul, n success, Home Sweet Home, Classic,
Fuckin Illmatic, addict, Kane's still at it,
Don't make me prove this again,
That I'm the shit I'm the best, with all due respect,
But no disrespect, when you go right I go left,
I'm different, if you ask me,
I'm the people's champ like Ali
[Hook]
[Verse 3:]
Look, I'm better I'm greater,
Hot now veteran later,
That's why your gettin them peanuts,
N I'll be gettin that paper,
I'm dark I'm Vader, no stranger, I know what grime is,
I'm Legend like Will Smith where I live,
Cristian D's over the eyelids,
The shit we need to look the fliest,
Diamond rings n no TV licence,
Magnum Dom P n BT's cut off,
Stereotype fuck that I'm a one off,
It's just one of the things I do,
Custom tracksuits n bling my shoes,
Cause I don't wanna live average, do you?
I wanna hear everybody sing my choon like,
I'm gonna get that paper
[Hook]
Look, I make money, I make money money,
I don't, take money, I make money money,
I don't, make music just to make money money,
I make, big money, to give money money,
Hey I, I don't watch yours, so don't watch mine,
Cause every I'm hustlin I stay on my grind,
Hey I, I don't watch yours, so don't watch mine,

[Intro: Dom Pachino]
Yeah... where my muthafucking pad at?
Here it go, flatten these fucking dudes
Yeah, yo
Paper, paper, paper, paper, yeah
Paper, paper, paper, paper, what
Paper, paper, paper, paper, yeah
Paper, paper, yo
[Chorus x2: Dom Pachino]
Paper, paper, paper, paper, read about it
I tell niggas stop being pussy, and be a G about it
[Dom Pachino:]
I finesse this flow, don't test this blow
I'm professional, leave you vegetable
Like to talk alot of shit, look at testicle
Have 'em wet like a messy hoe, that I fucked out in Mexico
Don't make me say it again, you are not my friend
If we can't break bread and them ends don't meet
I will scrape your face on a concrete street
We don't hardly speak, you look strong, but you oddly weak
Doorag and fitted, but you hardly street
Should of woke ya ass up, but you had to sleep
So a nigga just had to creep, little weasel
You ain't cock diesel, I cock and squeeze through
Your drop and bleed through, your hoes are see through
My flow's unbelievable just ask the people
Who's raps are lethal, who's tracks'll eat you
P, it been 11 years and they still can't see you
But of course they hear you, and of course they feel you
Cause you a real dude
You got the skills to pay bills and you eat some real food
They waiting to eat, man
They food is mildew, sergeant should of drilled you
Don't hate on real dudes, cause, they will kill you
[Chorus x4]
[Dom Pachino:]
Yo, I weight a buck fifty something, and represent
A tough city that ain't fronting, nigga, stop talkin' bout it & make something
Out of a great nothing pretty, this as gritty as it get
Bags under my eyes cause my city never slept
Yeah, just about as shitty as it get
Make the best out of nothing is the prettiest success
Never had much, but I had my respect
Wasn't dealt every card, but I had a deck
I can change the current state of hip hop, if I had a sec
If it wasn't all about a check, but it is, so I gotta put the
Chkk-chkk, hammer to your neck
Just to get some mere play, who dare say, it ain't real
You ain't boppin', this ain't something you can feel
Maybe more so if I greased you with a mil', but
I'd rather grease you with a kill
For, not keeping it real, you fucking faggots
[Chorus x4]
[Outro: Dom Pachino]
Yeah, yeah, everybody out for that paper, man
I'm out for that paper, man, I'm not gon' lie
Knowhatimsaying, I write my thoughts down on the paper
To make paper, everything have to do with the paper
I sign contracts, I sign the paper, knowhatimsaying
I go to the bank, deposit some money, I sign the paper
I sign them muthafuckin check, I sign the paper
It seem like, man, the corporate world is all about the paper
You wanna survive, muthafucking United States
Pretty much anywhere the world, man, you gotta play with the paper

Your peppered past is not the rose you led it on,
it's all the incidents,
you led it on,
paper nights leading understanding mornings,
to shake your size...
it takes me all night,
caught you on my sleeve,
stopped for eighteen minutes,
could not forget perfect imperfacts,
married thenext year away tonight,
make me work,

[Hook] x 2
Yeah nigga getting’ paper, yeah nigga gettin’ paper
I’m swiped out but the cars right
Cause everything major
Yeah nigga I take her, yeah nigga I take her
I pick her up, floss out, make your girlfriend hate ya
I’m pimping on your girl lil nigga it’s nothing
Lil nigga it’s nothing
Got that desert eagle and that black rig
When that shit go, bang bang
I’m pimping on these hoes, moonwalking like I’m Michael
In this strip club with a gang of dub
Tell yeah nigga go psycho
One thing I don’t like, you niggas and these bitches
But fuck what you don’t like
Cause my mac game is vicious
Y’all niggas blowing hoes kisses
I’m blowing these hoes riches
I’m tryina buy more benzes, I’m copping cartier lenses
I’m took a case load, the ace of mo
Don pete, straight patron,
I got the belt and not take the throne
I knew kim before he was on
She was sucking dick at brandy’s on
While I was sipping rum in another room
In the studio offer, ain’t the shrom
In the studio off that 8 of …
Yeah bitch I’m winning, take your bitch like I’m pimping
But I’m macking, pimp still packing
Solar gang I’ll being that action
Got no suckers in my section,
Plus I’m respected
I lick the pussy, I hit the pussy
You bitches niggas ain’t getting pussy.
[Hook] x 2
Yeah nigga getting’ paper, yeah nigga gettin’ paper
I’m swiped out but the cars right
Cause everything major
Yeah nigga I take her, yeah nigga I take her
I pick her up, floss out, make your girlfriend hate ya
Death to you haters, I’m on …in Barbados
Sipping margueritas, 3 shots tequilas
I’m turnt up and I’m paranoid, this money got me hella annoyed
Loosing, I just can’t afford, I do the Maserati, not the ford
All chord, remember the swords, nigga that ain’t swanking me
My swanking gear is yeap, bitch I’m coming in for your neck
These hoes love me, ready to go
I’m jumping in like Geronimo
While I hook them up like a console
Hook them up like a console
Condo it’s no mode and bitch eat this dick
I put it on the vic, I’m slicker than big vic
Look I’m bout to pluck your bitch
Look I’m bout to pluck your bitch
She want my autograph, cause all the cash is coming in so quick
She want that bubblebath, she like to laugh
Then roll out in that coup
She ain’t fucking with you no more
I caught her ear, high pursuit
I’m a mac nigga 100, my talk game is crucial
My status up, added up
I make your bitch not choose you
[Hook] x 2
Yeah nigga getting’ paper, yeah nigga gettin’ paper
I’m swiped out but the cars right
Cause everything major
Yeah nigga I take her, yeah nigga I take her

[Gill Graff]
Paper make the world go around
The essence of what superficial is, same time profound
Skin-tone so brown, she got to make ends meet
Cant be, mommas dancing now, daddy is a deadbeat
What the Pen speaks, transpires on a daily
I’m not one to rap about lies as long as u pay me
she’s out stripping for men, but claims job is dancing
deals with her guilt by saying she aint romancing
so she feels better as long as she aint sucking
and then she starts sucking as long as she aint fucking
and then she starts fucking, as long as it aint raw
and then it’s well, how’s he suppose to nut??
So what’s the limit? don’t wind up in a clinic
was it worth it for some minute shit that could’ve been prevented
the aftermath trying to sprint to the money
but stumbled on the way, such a humbling price to pay
come on
[Chorus]
the paper make the world go around
the source to reach the crown
will the ambition bring me down
because the paper make the world go around
will it pick me from the ground
or will it let me drown, let me drown
[Gill Graff]
some cant escape, behind the 8 ball
unless you (a.) ball, (b.) rap, (c). crime, dope sellers
hide from propellers, they cant get us, starving stomachs don’t know
better
detention centers to prisoner post letters
its typical, cant we see is critical, some turn biblical
some seem ignorant, when they’re really lyrical, cynical
cant trust a soul - most are sold wit goals to reach success pinnacles
whose to blame? Waive the law for Loose change
cant be a known titty boy without 2 Chainz
youth brains captivated, gangster role models , emphasize more bottles,
so they imitate it
the writing on the wall conveys the verdict, judgment day
behind bars, homicide, first 48
the aftermath, trying to sprint to the money
but stumbled on the way, such a humbling price to pay
[Chorus]
[Gill Graff]
rats crawling on em’, sleeping in a warehouse
moved to a trailer, anonymous whereabouts
father threw tantrums, ran away from ransom
only friend I had back then died from cancer
funds low trying to elevate
pops sold his car for my pair of skates
I remember clearly
School bus bitches trying to get near me
fucking hoes in the bathroom between periods
Was broke as fuck, but always rich in spirit
Saying prayers, hope you hear it, it’s hard to remain coherent
I put my problems on paper hoping it’ll stray
I illustrate pictures hoping someday it’ll pay
So I’m going all in, that’s my investment
Bout to marry the game, my niggas is my bestman
the aftermath, trying to sprint to the money

Take the innocence free the children from their youth make
them grow up before their time tell them about the
uncertainly make them fear tomorrow give them the
nightmares that wake you every night pour your soul onto

[Fes Taylor:]
I get money all over the states
So I can see the hate all over your face
Fade off on the jakes, fans they see me in the Lamborghini
Got bitches with tans in bikinis
Seas like pans of ziti, NYPD
My NYC D's got wolves that'll shoot you for three g's
Son you better hope I squeeze freeze, fuck if I get locked up
Know I'm going home like E.T.
I got bail money, fresh off the block, still money
Put away in a shoe box and steal from me
I take fingers in exchange, my niggas in the game
Never been afraid to stick you with a blade
How can I be broke as hell
When I can hit the block hard, son, I got coke to sale
My last name should of been Paper
Cause everytime I spit, it's like I'm giving you tips like you a waiter
[Chorus: Fes Taylor w/ Mr. Prezident ad-libs]
You getting money right? (Cop this yeah, drop a top)
Them is 20's right? (Stop this year, don't know when to stop)
Aiyo the honeys like (cop this year, watch the rocks)
I said you hungry right? (Hell yeah)
[Hook: Mr. Prezident]
Aiyo, I'm just getting this paper, the more that we make, bro
Just love how these niggas'll hate cha
A car, truck, house and some acres, we won't let it break us
Got rings like we play for the Lakers
[Mr. Prezident:]
Time has come for the Gov, to get that run
So Fantom keeps begging me to give him my gun
Dog it ain't easy in the slums where I'm from
I done did a lot of things when I was slinging up jums
So I keep the mack on me, to keep them cats off me
Black stay flossy, you don't wanna cross me
The Benz lean mean, birds fly when I'm cruising by
See you dudes looking, ya'll schemin' with a crooked eye
Yea, the bracelet's the basics, so tight, you can taste it
Reached at your home where your face is
Face it, respect it, matter fact, embrace it
My necklace is grayish like white girl's braces
Button up Mioshis, old school aces
Can't forget the watch, cop bully box laced it
Holla at your boy if ya stash get low
Now I can show ya'll muthafuckas how to ge this dough
[Chorus]