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Paper (feat. Coodie Breeze) Video (MV)




Performed By: CDZ!
Length: 2:50
Written by: Chris Quince, Nigil Blue




CDZ! - Paper (feat. Coodie Breeze) Lyrics




Before I go to sleep
Ima say my prayers
Seen it in my sleep
Nigga we gone make it
Shawty that was yo loss
Look at all this playa
Nigga what's today?
Cause I can't remember
Feels like last night
Felt like last night
Shit feel like a movie
That ya can't rewind
Just like school I got too much paper
Twist up two lemme get them papers
Slept til 3 I done got too faded, nigga

Don't get caught lookin on my paper
Don't get caught lookin on my paper

At any moment you could lose it on contact
I smell like Chanel and she probably caught that
If everybody on it then I'm already off that
I need blue hunnids, good gas and snow crab
You niggas all hooks, no bars and no jabs
That's why them labels keep robbin yo hoe ass
That's why them labels keep robbin yo hoe ass

I want the wealth from investments
That'll take a lot of shit off my checklist
A fine ass chick cookin breakfast
That ass is bigger than Texas
I'm long range wit that pressure
But if you ain't ridin for me, dying for me, get the f*** out my section
These niggas and these b***** so fake for the paper, wish I learned that in a lesson

Don't get caught lookin on my paper
Don't get caught lookin on my paper
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Before I go to sleep
Ima say my prayers
Seen it in my sleep
Nigga we gone make it
Shawty that was yo loss
Look at all this playa
Nigga what's today?
Cause I can't remember
Feels like last night
Felt like last night
Shit feel like a movie
That ya can't rewind
Just like school I got too much paper
Twist up two lemme get them papers
Slept til 3 I done got too faded, nigga

Don't get caught lookin on my paper
Don't get caught lookin on my paper

At any moment you could lose it on contact
I smell like Chanel and she probably caught that
If everybody on it then I'm already off that
I need blue hunnids, good gas and snow crab
You niggas all hooks, no bars and no jabs
That's why them labels keep robbin yo hoe ass
That's why them labels keep robbin yo hoe ass

I want the wealth from investments
That'll take a lot of shit off my checklist
A fine ass chick cookin breakfast
That ass is bigger than Texas
I'm long range wit that pressure
But if you ain't ridin for me, dying for me, get the f*** out my section
These niggas and these b***** so fake for the paper, wish I learned that in a lesson

Don't get caught lookin on my paper
Don't get caught lookin on my paper
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Writer: Chris Quince, Nigil Blue
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