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Paper Chaser Video (MV)




Performed By: ProducerNoize
Language: English
Length: 2:46
Written by: L Bradley




ProducerNoize - Paper Chaser Lyrics




I'm a paperchaser, I'm a paperchaser, I'm a paperchaser, I'm a paperchaser, I'm a paperchaser
Last night was wild man, I know we woke the neighbors
All kind of flavors mixed with exotic flavors
Yeah, that was cool, but I'ma see you later

Sorry, you gotta run me, cause I am a paperchaser
I'm a paperchaser, I'm a paperchaser, Sorry, you gotta run me, cause I am a paperchaser
I'm a paperchaser, I'm a paperchaser, Sorry, you gotta run me, cause I am a paperchaser
I need my cheese, like I need my weed

Right next to me, seven days of the week
So as I proceed, they give me what I need
Gotta keep a hustle, that's the key to succeed
Sorry baby, I don't think you understand that you not in the plan

Ain't no laying up, it ain't no time for no romance
Ring, ring, ring, do you hear that money calling
Now get up off your ass, go grab your shoes, no time for stalling
Yeah, I gotta get it, if you with it, then I'm with that

Yean bout that business, then lil shawty, you can get back
Ain't no time for talking, ain't no time for all that chit chat
Coming back six months later, talking bout want some get back
You just want that Gucci, and that Prada, and that Louis, and that Prada

And that Oooh, and that Ahhh, and that flexing on your exes
With your bestie acting messy, even though that ass so sexy
Girl, I hope you learned your lesson, bitch, I'm gone
Hundred miles and running like I'm N.W.A

On my playa fly shit, give a damn what you say
Don't nothing come with my bread, no, it don't belong
If it ain't mozzarella cheese, Or provolone
Yeah, I need that cheddar, in my life, I got expenses

If it don't make dollar's, then it don't make sense
You can hit the fence, and keep your distance
You're dismissed and nonexistence, when it comes to getting money, I'm relentless
Last night was wild, man, I know we woke the neighbors

All kind of flavors mixed with exotic favors
Yeah, that was cool, but I'ma see you later
Sorry, gotta run, because I am a paper chaser
I'm a paper chaser

Sorry, gotta run, because I am a paper chaser
I'm a paper chaser
Sorry, gotta run, because I am a paper chaser
Sorry, gotta run, because I am a paper chaser
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I'm a paperchaser, I'm a paperchaser, I'm a paperchaser, I'm a paperchaser, I'm a paperchaser
Last night was wild man, I know we woke the neighbors
All kind of flavors mixed with exotic flavors
Yeah, that was cool, but I'ma see you later

Sorry, you gotta run me, cause I am a paperchaser
I'm a paperchaser, I'm a paperchaser, Sorry, you gotta run me, cause I am a paperchaser
I'm a paperchaser, I'm a paperchaser, Sorry, you gotta run me, cause I am a paperchaser
I need my cheese, like I need my weed

Right next to me, seven days of the week
So as I proceed, they give me what I need
Gotta keep a hustle, that's the key to succeed
Sorry baby, I don't think you understand that you not in the plan

Ain't no laying up, it ain't no time for no romance
Ring, ring, ring, do you hear that money calling
Now get up off your ass, go grab your shoes, no time for stalling
Yeah, I gotta get it, if you with it, then I'm with that

Yean bout that business, then lil shawty, you can get back
Ain't no time for talking, ain't no time for all that chit chat
Coming back six months later, talking bout want some get back
You just want that Gucci, and that Prada, and that Louis, and that Prada

And that Oooh, and that Ahhh, and that flexing on your exes
With your bestie acting messy, even though that ass so sexy
Girl, I hope you learned your lesson, bitch, I'm gone
Hundred miles and running like I'm N.W.A

On my playa fly shit, give a damn what you say
Don't nothing come with my bread, no, it don't belong
If it ain't mozzarella cheese, Or provolone
Yeah, I need that cheddar, in my life, I got expenses

If it don't make dollar's, then it don't make sense
You can hit the fence, and keep your distance
You're dismissed and nonexistence, when it comes to getting money, I'm relentless
Last night was wild, man, I know we woke the neighbors

All kind of flavors mixed with exotic favors
Yeah, that was cool, but I'ma see you later
Sorry, gotta run, because I am a paper chaser
I'm a paper chaser

Sorry, gotta run, because I am a paper chaser
I'm a paper chaser
Sorry, gotta run, because I am a paper chaser
Sorry, gotta run, because I am a paper chaser
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Writer: L Bradley
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