Текст песни Paper - Sista Afia , Victor AD

Eeehh eehhh hmmm yeah
Its Kid Nature on the beat

Oh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yea
Vector AD
Sista Afia

As I dey wake up early in the morning
Very strong after yawning
I dey pray to Baba
Make he dey bless my hustle oh Baba

See I no want depend on anyone
I want make money on my own
See my hardwork alone
Make you dey bless my hustle oo Baba

Some people go slay, go fraud
But no want do all of the above ohh
Me my music is all I dey do
So bless me with hit upon hit

Some people go slay

Others go depend on their men for their success oo
But my trust is in you
Make you dey bless my hustle oo Baba

We dey hustle for the paper uh huh
Cedi and Dollar uh huh
Mama no born me with pikin
No be money don't call me later

Hustle for the paper uh huh
Cedi and Dollar uh huh
Mama no born me fool
Ino be money then call me later

Money is the root of evil
But poverty never go be option oo
As I dey work for money

Make money alone go be my portion

We go dey wanna grind
We go hustle, go pay
We go count the money
Somebody go tell mum
Make she no cry
Make she smile for me

I go make am proud
I go make she go drive
For the Range and the Benz oo
All I need be the strenght
So make Baba God to add me some sense

I say I go make am proud
I go make she go drive
For the Range and the Benz oo

All I need be the strength
So make Baba God to add me some sense

Hustle for the paper uh huh
Cedi and Dollar uh huh
Mama no born me fool
Ino be money then call me later

So when you see me talking about this money
Wetin my eyes don see my brother
No dey change am for me
When you see me talking about the size of cars
Wetin my eyes don see my brother
No dey change am for me

Cause suffer wey I don suffer
Supposed get sense
As you dey work hard

You supposed give sense
If them close all the gates
You supposed your sense
Ewurade bua me

Cause suffer wey I don suffer
Supposed get sense
As you dey work hard
You supposed give sense
If them close all the gates
You supposed your sense
Ewurade bua me

Thank God, I dey look like
What I have been through
Dem dey wan give me things I no go fix you
But Baba God put am, Ewurade bua me
We dey Hustle for the paper uh huh
Cedi and Dollar uh huh
Mama no born me fool
Ino be money then call me later

Hustle for the paper uh huh
Cedi and Dollar uh huh
Mama no born me fool
Ino be money then call me later