Lyrics For the Paper - Andre Marrs

First u gatta find God
Then u seek for the Mullar
Cos the mula gat power

Bebrebe yi
Bebrebe yi
For the paper
We dey lie, we dey cry
For the paper
We dey sin we dey pray
For the papers
We be working all day
For the papers
We dey hustle all day
For the paper
Man the things we dey do
For the papers

A hunnid bill not enough
So I work a hunnid time
For the milli and the billi
God I want it all
God I want it all
Eyyy
Why would I settle for less
When I know I could be first
Money talks
Bullshit walks
I just wanna talk
I just want to talk
You gatta grind for the mo
Making more stacks
For the love of it
Mep3 ne nyinaa
Ma me more
Money ain't everything
But makes the best of many things
Nobody loves you
When u damn broke ooo
Sleeping sef go sellout
Baby mama gone
Until you cash out
Over here we search Money
Make you no come here wit ur drama

Bebrebyi bebrebeyi
For the paper
We dey lie,we dey cry
For the paper
We dey sin, we dey pray
For the papers
We be working erday
For the papers
We dey hustle all day
For the papers
Mehn the things we dey do
For the papers

Get the money
With the Gees
Always stay fresh
Show some bags duffle bags
For some respect
Audemar time is mo
You cannot reset
Fly to Greece, diamond ring
With my mistress
Me I need the money like am never gone die
Yh I need the bankroll like my last breath
Oh I wanna ride the whip magazine
Take my shoddy
Round the world
Lotta shopping in milan
Mehn i want my money far far
El chapo, don pablo, alpacino

Bebrebyi bebrebeyi
For the paper
We dey lie,we dey cry

For the paper
We dey sin, we dey pray
For the papers
We be workin, erday
For the papers
We dey hustle all day
Fr the papers
Mehn the things we dey do
For the papers

Any mini money Mo
Touch a tiger by the tail
May3 seb) me p3 dough