get your paper up

, ay gon' salute me, i don't flip, neva that, but i know how to get it, i know where the money at, them haters talkin' down, see him comin' up, i get money, stay true, get your paper up, hey see me, hold it down, ridin' fresh with the paint, doors open, them haters talkin' down, see him comin' up, i get money, stay true, get your paper up, it's paul wall baby, swishahouse spokesman, i'm crushing all competition like a coke can, i'm with that damon jones mix-o and black lac, in that lac with the trunk cracked, i'm swingin', until the swingers collapse, i'm back, i'm stuntin', comin' down on gold tires, i'm on the block, holdin' it down, like some? i keep the swingers pokin' i got the, windows open, white cup with somethin' potent, woodwheel, still what i'm chokin', i'm on that antwaan with lou, hawk, and, freddie thug, this small of? is makin' their heads bop, that's, my job, my mind's on stackin' on what, these boys out here chasin', broads, look close it's no mirage, i got somethin' ballin' dawg, i'm on the block holdin' posts like jermaine o' neal, no ice grill, just cold steel, that's a gangsta grill, i'm down for that drama so i'm known to pack a cannon, a sharp seein' hittin' targets like peyton manning, and you can catch me in the hood like a liquor store, roll those dice, let's get that dough, i'm 6-8, i'm 10-4, i got that tish from black, that tip got my back, i put them elbows under the lac, and know they plottin' ta jack, boppers don't know how to act, i'm leanin' back and countin' stacks, postin' up on big wheels, still sippin'? don't get distressed, i'm out here chasin' banks, breakin' bread and sippin' drank, accumulating, my benz taste, my mind straight, and my paper chase, my vision's nocturnal so i'm grindin' all night, i gotta cup that's rather purple, so it's oil and it's spirte, i got some partnas in the cage, i be shootin' them kites, them other, guys is all hype, tell them suckas take a hike baby, you see them,?, you see them hundred spokes, i'm holdin' spokes just wood, deep, ya get it, coast to coast, i'm slabbin' candy drops, punchin' clocks, and slammin' broads, i got money like reggie bush, my billboard got a lotta, yards, i'm with that poppa joe, i got dro on da low, i keep tha lean for a month, or so, but i'm back on it, i can't let go, i'm down with t.farris and g.dat, we, switchin' glass, some of these boys ain't lastin' we still right here countin' cash,