Innocent Kru - Papers - Bud Da Mix Songtexte

Songtexte Papers - Bud Da Mix - Innocent Kru




Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo
Gotta get the papers, gotta get the papers
We nah talk 'bout no damn newspapers
Gotta get the cash, gotta get the stash
Big up all my peeps from 'round and 'cross the dash
Gotta get the papers, I said the papers
We nah talk 'bout no damn newspapers
Gotta get the cash, gotta get the stash
Big up all my peeps from 'round and 'cross the dash
Me say we must bust, must bust, must get a Lexus
Inna everything you know we haffi put God first
Some crew hear us, and dem fear us
Tell some punks to try nah come near us
So me say yo yo yo, that's the way it is
And if it wasn't for the money, there wouldn't be no showbiz
So give me what is due
And don't let me have to Bob hur' you and your whole crew
This joke ain't funny, you better hand over my money
Don't act like a dummy, when you see
Me running you won't hear me sonny
Want the 14 carats like your name was Bugs Bunny
You get a "What's up doc?" in a hurry, your brains is curry
Gotta get the papers, gotta get the papers
We nah talk 'bout no damn newspapers
Gotta get the cash, gotta get the stash
Big up all my peeps from 'round and 'cross the dash
Gotta get the papers, I said the papers
We nah talk 'bout no damn newspapers
Gotta get the cash, gotta get the stash
Big up all my peeps from 'round and 'cross the dash
Oh more money is my motto, I gotta win the lotto
If not, then what? I'll find my way to Puerto Rico
To be frank, I gotta get some money from the bank
When I put my nine up, everybody hands up
Give me all the money when the heads are tied up
You clown, give me all those English pounds
Put your heads on the ground and don't you make a sound
'Cause I'm a bank robber, not a chain grabber
I'm looking some money for me and my mama
My two kids, my son and my daughter
Woop woop, here comes the damn copper
This is the police, I even run left my strata
Looking some money gonna make you feel better
I'm a poor man from down in the ghetto
Got no money in my clothes, gotta get some dough
Before the bank close, ah ah ah ah ah
Gotta get the papers, gotta get the papers
We nah talk 'bout no damn newspapers
Gotta get the cash, gotta get the stash
Big up all my peeps from 'round and 'cross the dash
Gotta get the papers, I said the papers
We nah talk 'bout no damn newspapers
Gotta get the cash, gotta get the stash
Big up all my peeps from 'round and 'cross the dash
Yo, fee fi fo fum
Give me all your money, fool, you better run
As the clock ticks to the next millennium
The hungry's getting hungrier due to heat of the sun
The sky's falling, Chicken Little get a gun
And rob who you fi rob and me say don't move you fi run
It's like the devil's taunting me, I mean he's haunting me
And telling me by any means necessary-ary-ary-ary
Get those papers, get those papers
Get that cash, get that stash
I said I gotta get the papers, gotta get the papers
We nah talk 'bout no damn newspapers
Gotta get the cash, gotta get the stash
Big up all my peeps from 'round and 'cross the dash
Because we must bust, must bust, must get a Lexus
Inna everything you know we haffi put God first
Some crew hear us, and dem fear us
Tell the punk dem try nah come near us
So me say yo yo yo, that's the way it is
And if it wasn't for the money, there wouldn't be no showbiz
So give me what is due
And don't let me have to Bob hur' you and your whole crew
This joke ain't funny, you better hand over my money
Don't act like a dummy, when you see
Me running you won't hear me sonny
Want the 14 carats like your name was Bugs Bunny
You get a "What's up doc?" in a hurry, your brains is curry
Gotta get the papers, gotta get the papers
We nah talk 'bout no damn newspapers
Gotta get the cash, gotta get the stash
Big up all my peeps from 'round and 'cross the dash
Gotta get the papers, I said the papers
We nah talk 'bout no damn newspapers
Gotta get the cash, gotta get the stash
Big up all my peeps from 'round and 'cross the dash
Gotta get the papers, I said the papers
We nah talk 'bout no damn newspapers
Gotta get the cash, gotta get the stash
Big up all my peeps from 'round and 'cross the dash
Gotta get the papers, gotta get the papers
We nah talk 'bout no damn newspapers
Gotta get the cash, gotta get the stash
Big up all my peeps from 'round and 'cross the dash
We nah talk 'bout no damn newspapers
Big up all my peeps from 'round and 'cross the dash



Autor(en): Steven Marsden, Lloyd Willis, Lowell Dunbar, Courtney Morris, Carey Campbell, Leon Allen, Helmsley Morris


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