You're the aphid And I'm a learner, return her Cause you got overzealous, we had to knock you down Ever since the accident, ever since the turn Outside
stay with the frozen wrists Now the smoke colored big Benz with the top broke off Fix your face, we back on the paper chase Never left, so I ain't gotta
think she'll be able to tell soon but I f-cked you right I will I f-cked you right I will I'll f-ck you like no-one has ever ever made you feel I mean
fellaz, that'll come close your shit Niggaz stay with the frozen wrists Now the smoke colored big Benz with the top broke off Fix your face, we back on the paper chase
stay with the frozen wrists Now the smoke colored big benz with the top broke off Fix your face, we back on the paper chase Never left, so I ain't gotta
ups and downs Anybody plays about it, my lady has sounds Homie from the Nawf side, and I'm all about mine Money paper chasing stack it up, I gotta count
millions or which ever the situation might come I'll never forget you niggas Never forget where the fuck I'm from I'm from the ninth ward (Been there since
Chorus I'm from the ninth ward[been there since the day I was born] From the ninth ward[got us coming up like a storm] From the ninth ward[niggas better
pretty voice. yo girl, what time yu get off work?) 90 east towards Chicago, on my way to Cincinnati I won't ever let em catch me, and I won't ever make
I'm doin' it now because there'll never be a later Do what I gotta do... 'cause life's so hard with no paper Ever since my homie Joe died he turned to
everybody dream about goin to hollywood but look how fast I turned clover land into ??? [chorus] (Lil' Flip) everyday I'm on the paper chase I gotta win first place in this paper
top chef I cool whip it I ain't bull shittin turn 25oz to a new chicken [Chorus:] Smoke bud cus its my therapy, take a 44 slug turn the bitch to a memory
m like baby, dee, I got a million rhymes I been a famous mc since 1983 When run-dmc was singing sucka mc's Niggaz in the papers ride too $hort Rolling
back So fuck the world it's only Trae and Dougie D, me and my strap Rest in peace to Robert Davis, Patrick Hawkins and Big Steve I'm crazy chasing paper
I think she'll be able to tell soon But I fucked you right I will I fucked you right I will I'll fuck you like no-one has ever ever made you feel I mean
a pretty voice. yo girl, what time yu get off work?) 90 east towards Chicago, on my way to Cincinnati I won't ever let em catch me, and I won't ever
ever since then she wanted to know what I was about And what mader scream and shout, and kept my name in they mouth So I showed her what Sugar Daddy was all about How I turned
