Текст песни
Ain t nothing you could sell me, i wake up to get my cake up
I got my weight up, red bone in the back i m gettin ate up
let s keep it real
you could call me ted debiasi
i wake up to get my cake up
i ve been had the streets for the last five years
hey you can catch me on my avenue
everybody love me
all i want is my paper
i m getting paid bling bling
just watch me
All i want is my paper, been bout my paper Boosie, sorry but i got the juvenile slangin shootin
I m out here grindin, five shows a week Boosie, i m a hood role model
I wake up to get my cake up, i show you what this money do
I don t care what they say, i got my weight up
All i want is my paper, million dolla nigga
ain t nothing you could sell me
I m a hood role model, i don t care what they say, i got my weight up
i m out here grindin
I wake up to get my cake up, red bone in the back i m gettin ate up Avenue, catch me on my avenue doing my thang
choppin on blades with my boosie fade
i m out here grindin
Let s keep it real, i m a hood role model, all i want is my paper
Let s keep it real, all i want is my paper, i wake up to get my cake up
twenty five every show
Hey you can catch me on my avenue, i wake up to get my cake up
I m getting paid bling bling, i ve been had the streets for the last five years My, hey you can catch me on my avenue
i m out here grindin
All i want is my paper, been bout my paper
Five shows a week, i don t care what they say, but it s the streets
Hey you can catch me on my avenue, i m getting paid bling bling
let s keep it real
People screamin my name, i wake up to get my cake up
i don t care what they say
All i want is my paper, i m getting paid bling bling
All i want is my paper, hey you can catch me on my avenue Boosie, hey you can catch me on my avenue