Songtexte paper plane - Foushee
                                                Caught 
                                                    a 
                                                real 
                                                big 
                                                fish 
                                                on 
                                                Melrose
 
                                    
                                
                                                Then 
                                                    I 
                                                threw 
                                                it 
                                                back
 
                                    
                                
                                                Signed 
                                                my 
                                                first 
                                                big 
                                                deal 
                                                off 
                                                    a 
                                                sample
 
                                    
                                
                                                That′s 
                                                    a 
                                                different 
                                                bag
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                don't 
                                                make 
                                                mistakes, 
                                                    I 
                                                don′t 
                                                make 
                                                mistakes
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tally 
                                                up 
                                                my 
                                                L's 
                                                and 
                                                they 
                                                correlate
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                ain't 
                                                done, 
                                                I′m 
                                                soakin′ 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                marinade
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                lonely 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                lane
 
                                    
                                
                                                Fold 
                                                me 
                                                    a 
                                                paper 
                                                plane, 
                                                    I 
                                                would 
                                                soar 
                                                so 
                                                high
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                rollin′ 
                                                papers 
                                                instead, 
                                                I'ma 
                                                soar 
                                                so 
                                                high
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                the 
                                                vapors, 
                                                let 
                                                ′em 
                                                hate 
                                                us 
                                                with 
                                                    a 
                                                passion
 
                                    
                                
                                                Wings 
                                                up 
                                                and 
                                                    I 
                                                fly 
                                                right 
                                                past 
                                                them
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh, 
                                                they 
                                                wanna 
                                                be 
                                                me? 
                                                I'm 
                                                taxin′
 
                                    
                                
                                                Mm-hmm, 
                                                hmm, 
                                                mm-mm, 
                                                hmm
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                say 
                                                the 
                                                top 
                                                gets 
                                                lonely, 
                                                does 
                                                it?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Most 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                time 
                                                I'd 
                                                say 
                                                it 
                                                doesn't
 
                                    
                                
                                                Doesn′t 
                                                the 
                                                time 
                                                go 
                                                under 
                                                your 
                                                nose
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ooh, 
                                                ooh-ooh, 
                                                ooh
 
                                    
                                
                                                Fold 
                                                me 
                                                    a 
                                                paper 
                                                plane, 
                                                    I 
                                                would 
                                                soar 
                                                so 
                                                high
 
                                    
                                
                                                I′m 
                                                rollin' 
                                                papers 
                                                instead, 
                                                I′ma 
                                                soar 
                                                so 
                                                high
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                the 
                                                vapors, 
                                                let 
                                                'em 
                                                hate 
                                                us 
                                                with 
                                                    a 
                                                passion
 
                                    
                                
                                                Wings 
                                                up 
                                                and 
                                                    I 
                                                fly 
                                                right 
                                                past 
                                                them
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh, 
                                                they 
                                                wanna 
                                                be 
                                                me? 
                                                I′m 
                                                taxin'
 
                                    
                                
                                                Fold 
                                                me 
                                                    a 
                                                paper 
                                                plane, 
                                                    I 
                                                would 
                                                soar 
                                                so 
                                                high
 
                                    
                                
                                                I′m 
                                                rollin' 
                                                papers 
                                                instead, 
                                                I'ma 
                                                soar 
                                                so 
                                                high
 
                                    
                                
                                                Mm-hmm, 
                                                hmm, 
                                                mm-mm, 
                                                hmm
 
                                    
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