Paper Boiz (feat. Breana Marin)

Lyrics: Beijing Daddy/Shanghai Phantom Music: Breana Marin/Shanghai Phantom/Beijing Daddy Arranger: Yondo Performed By Breana Marin, Shanghai Phantom, Beijing Daddy Mixed & Mastered by Shanghai Phantom Cover Designer: Beijing Daddy Chorus 1 - Breana Marin I gotta get to the bag get this paper and finally be somebody in this world I gotta get to the bag get this paper and finally live the life that I deserve I gotta get to it Verse 1 - Shanghai Phantom I am getting paper Rock paper scissor Prolly go with taser Adding one more laser Paper chasing no one stop me I have given up a lot 1 year later shit’s different same boy on the block On my way to top Waiting for the drop I won’t do the pop Only **** with thot I overspeed I oversleep I know they are wrong I am oversea and oversee that’s how I made song Wait, hold up, I got Bm to pull up I mma little bi-polar, I go drink some soda I don’t go to class, I am flying first class Professor can’t afford it, so why can’t I laugh All the haters, listen to ‘don’t f*** with me’, You better feel my power, I gotta bullet for your happy hour, Wu~ you know what is, I am Howard, y’all just cowards Chorus 2 - Breana Marin I gotta get to the bag get this paper and finally be somebody in this world I gotta get to the bag get this paper and finally live the life that I deserve I gotta get to it Verse 2 - Beijing Daddy Used to be so broke I rode the city bus Now my lil’ mama hella thick like Jigglypuff when she’s by my side, I drift in slow-mo held her against the backseat, gave her a “slowpoke” Yea, ejaculation goes, (boom) When I shoot for the stars I never land on the moon All the wasps in my head, put that turbulence on pause I stood on my line, now you may virtually applaud I f*** wiz no rat, including Chuck E. Cheese Made her legs split, like Moses by the sea Blow green like wasabi, gold drip on my neck A hoe ain’t gon’ top me, don’t drip on my neck Knockout and submissions, ninja I live on that F***ed so many baddies last night, my d*** gone flat Counting all the metals, gold, silver and copper Hold my hand don’t let go, if your name is dollar Chorus 3 - Breana Marin I gotta get to the bag get this paper and finally be somebody in this world I gotta get to the bag get this paper and finally live the life that I deserve I gotta get to it