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Get to the Paper Video (MV)




Performed By: Gutta
Length: 2:57
Written by: Shawn Jones




Gutta - Get to the Paper Lyrics
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We hit that pavement get straight to the paper my nigga I'm talking like vamonous
Ask them about us, bet everyone down to your sister your brother your momma know
We hit the bar shot after shot after shot and won't leave til we comatose
I tell her we leaving she tell me she rolling to you my nigga she like adios
We hit that pavement get straight to the paper my nigga I'm talking like vamonous
Ask them about us, bet everyone down to your sister your brother your momma know
We hit the bar shot after shot after shot and won't leave til we comatose
I tell her we leaving she tell me she rolling to you my nigga she like adios
I don't like dancing but after that paper my nigga I will do the running man
Nothing comes before my kids or my paper my nigga I hope that you understand
Stand on that mound throwing fastballs but you know that I'm pitching them underhand
She said that my grind is so fascinating it compares to no other man
Look you know that I get it
Trust girl you know that I get it
I made the trap more popular than Jay made that blue Yankee fitted
I am the best thing to come out Virginia and that's on some trill shit
Shout out my niggaz locked down hope they listening
Fresh out the can I'm back home acting ignorant
Everything that I said I was gone do man I done it
Get it I got it
Whether I step in the booth or I'm working the phone
You knowI'm pushing a product
You brought an entourage I just bought two of my goons
Shooter and spotter
I been a leader since the day I exit the womb
I'm just being honest
We hit that pavement get straight to the paper my nigga I'm talking like vamonous
Ask them about us, bet everyone down to your sister your brother your momma know
We hit the bar shot after shot after shot and won't leave til we comatose
I tell her we leaving she tell me she rolling to you my nigga she like adios
We hit that pavement get straight to the paper my nigga I'm talking like vamonous
Ask them about us, bet everyone down to your sister your brother your momma know
We hit the bar shot after shot after shot and won't leave til we comatose
I tell her we leaving she tell me she rolling to you my nigga she like adios
You can tell by the look in my eye that I'm high ain't no telling what cloud I'm on
I'll have a party just me and two chics in a suite that's made famous by Al Capone
She said my life is exciting and hers is like listening to lectures in monotone
I told her I keep me two hammers and bang for them keys like I'm playing a xylophone
Live my life on the edge baby
Why my lifestyle is spontaneous
I drink it right out the bottle that's shot after shot til we drunk ain't no shame in us
See all of these niggaz that hang wit us
Notice money ain't changing us
We been the same since we entered the game but no time for the games so don't play wit us
And my flow is hot when I spit its something like lighting a molotov
She want to hang with the crew so establish the rules after sex there's no strings at all
Coupe got the transparent ceiling dawg
There is no limit when its time to ball
And your light is dim diamonds lacking the luster to us its like you got no change at all
We hit that pavement get straight to the paper my nigga I'm talking like vamonous
Ask them about us, bet everyone down to your sister your brother your momma know
We hit the bar shot after shot after shot and won't leave til we comatose
I tell her we leaving she tell me she rolling to you my nigga she like adios
We hit that pavement get straight to the paper my nigga I'm talking like vamonous
Ask them about us, bet everyone down to your sister your brother your momma know
We hit the bar shot after shot after shot and won't leave til we comatose
I tell her we leaving she tell me she rolling to you my nigga she like adios
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We hit that pavement get straight to the paper my nigga I'm talking like vamonous
Ask them about us, bet everyone down to your sister your brother your momma know
We hit the bar shot after shot after shot and won't leave til we comatose
I tell her we leaving she tell me she rolling to you my nigga she like adios
We hit that pavement get straight to the paper my nigga I'm talking like vamonous
Ask them about us, bet everyone down to your sister your brother your momma know
We hit the bar shot after shot after shot and won't leave til we comatose
I tell her we leaving she tell me she rolling to you my nigga she like adios
I don't like dancing but after that paper my nigga I will do the running man
Nothing comes before my kids or my paper my nigga I hope that you understand
Stand on that mound throwing fastballs but you know that I'm pitching them underhand
She said that my grind is so fascinating it compares to no other man
Look you know that I get it
Trust girl you know that I get it
I made the trap more popular than Jay made that blue Yankee fitted
I am the best thing to come out Virginia and that's on some trill shit
Shout out my niggaz locked down hope they listening
Fresh out the can I'm back home acting ignorant
Everything that I said I was gone do man I done it
Get it I got it
Whether I step in the booth or I'm working the phone
You knowI'm pushing a product
You brought an entourage I just bought two of my goons
Shooter and spotter
I been a leader since the day I exit the womb
I'm just being honest
We hit that pavement get straight to the paper my nigga I'm talking like vamonous
Ask them about us, bet everyone down to your sister your brother your momma know
We hit the bar shot after shot after shot and won't leave til we comatose
I tell her we leaving she tell me she rolling to you my nigga she like adios
We hit that pavement get straight to the paper my nigga I'm talking like vamonous
Ask them about us, bet everyone down to your sister your brother your momma know
We hit the bar shot after shot after shot and won't leave til we comatose
I tell her we leaving she tell me she rolling to you my nigga she like adios
You can tell by the look in my eye that I'm high ain't no telling what cloud I'm on
I'll have a party just me and two chics in a suite that's made famous by Al Capone
She said my life is exciting and hers is like listening to lectures in monotone
I told her I keep me two hammers and bang for them keys like I'm playing a xylophone
Live my life on the edge baby
Why my lifestyle is spontaneous
I drink it right out the bottle that's shot after shot til we drunk ain't no shame in us
See all of these niggaz that hang wit us
Notice money ain't changing us
We been the same since we entered the game but no time for the games so don't play wit us
And my flow is hot when I spit its something like lighting a molotov
She want to hang with the crew so establish the rules after sex there's no strings at all
Coupe got the transparent ceiling dawg
There is no limit when its time to ball
And your light is dim diamonds lacking the luster to us its like you got no change at all
We hit that pavement get straight to the paper my nigga I'm talking like vamonous
Ask them about us, bet everyone down to your sister your brother your momma know
We hit the bar shot after shot after shot and won't leave til we comatose
I tell her we leaving she tell me she rolling to you my nigga she like adios
We hit that pavement get straight to the paper my nigga I'm talking like vamonous
Ask them about us, bet everyone down to your sister your brother your momma know
We hit the bar shot after shot after shot and won't leave til we comatose
I tell her we leaving she tell me she rolling to you my nigga she like adios
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Writer: Shawn Jones
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