Papercuts Lyrics

I got papercuts
Papercuts, papercuts, papercuts
Gettin this (money)
Spending this (money)
Counting this (money)
Gettin this
(repeated)

Young Money Weezy, B-gang bi-otch
Abstract artist, call me Basquiat
Bad Ass Carter, f-ck ya bitch harder
Wild n-gga, make her give me brains like Harvard
I don't play at all, ball like a small foward
Keep a buncha bitches like Ray J Norwood
Flow so sick, I hear the beat and get nauseous
Then I just kill it, turn this bitch into a carcass
Live in Miami, I aint never see a dolphin
You come to New Orleans, fuck around and see a coffin
N-gga got power like a f-ckin' Mighty Morphin
Get money more than often, my loft in-
Atlanta, and I got a cabana
And I got a banana-clip up in the cannon
Big dog shittin' on all you cocker-spaniels
I just keep shootin' like I'm flippin' thru the channels
Tunechi

I'm a residue rapper, potato chip crack daddy
You cockroach rhyming
I spit that (?)
And while I'm after more like give me
Fitted all red like I came down a chimney
And how I murder rappers I know God won't forgive me (forgive me)
Flow automatic not semi
And you getting by with yours like 1 kidney
I gets busy, voice like (?)
Counting money in the tele like (?)
I'ma need a meaner and I do it double
Send it up to Lucas, start it on the hustle
Yeah I hustle (?)
I got a few dollars even bailed out the ride

I know, I know. This isn't exactly complete. I started the Fiend then realised I don't even understand him or Mystikal so feel free to drop there 's in comments and I will update.

But I know you only came to this page to read the Weezy lyrics so don't complain! lol.