I be feeling like that nigga when i hit the stage, Then i got the club jumping off of Ace of Spade
You stuck pocket watching while im getting paid, Nigga cash talk I get it in anyways
Imma high class top notch getting money f*cking thots, Rock out in liapela guap
You selling dreams i make em pop, Money flow don't never stop keep coming in and coming out
Told mama we goin make it out, I got on a paper route
I been getting money on the low but ain't it obvious and i need me bout 20 for a show or i ain't walking in
Keep givin to em they still want sum more so we keep droppin hits
Hit that bih bout 7 times in a row now call me Michael Vick
Hit that hoe a 8th time n let her swallow my kiddies
I watch her lick it off her face then put the rest on her titties
I heard they don't like how we play man in these streets it get gritty
Man f*ck it ain't no line of scrimmage we play 10 Mississippi
I keep that hammer on my waist line
Can't let a nigga take mine, she my ride or die you might can catch us on the date line
Hit that hoe like yesterday i bet today she hit my line
Hit that hoe again that's back to back for like the 10th time
I be feeling like that nigga when i hit the stage, Then i got the club jumping off of Ace of Spade
You stuck pocket watching while im getting paid, Nigga cash talk I get it in anyways
Imma high class top notch getting money f*cking thots, Rock out in liapela guap
You selling dreams i make em pop, Money flow don't never stop keep coming in and coming out
Told mama we goin make it out, I got on a paper route
I got on a paper route i bust it down n ship it out, All about the racks blue cheese coming in and out
I put sum 4g autos on my phantom kno im in the south
Gucci on her blouse so i f*cked her then i kicked her out
You niggas do it all for clout got sticks on me so what you bout, Pull up busting at the house
I'm pulling sticks up out the couch, Never had a fear of doubt all my niggas was in a drought
Water on me now cause im controlling this lil paper route
Aint about no smoke man you niggas aint no dope man
Snitching telling to the cops we hopping out the white vans
223 make niggas biased of me like a white man
All i did was look at shawty put her in a lite trance
I be feeling like that nigga when i hit the stage, Then i got the club jumping off of Ace of Spade
You stuck pocket watching while im getting paid, Nigga cash talk I get it in anyways
Imma high class top notch getting money f*cking thots, Rock out in liapela guap
You selling dreams i make em pop, Money flow don't never stop keep coming in and coming out
Told mama we goin make it out, I got on a paper route
Trabajarie & Duley1k - Paper Route (feat. Binky) Lyrics
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I be feeling like that nigga when i hit the stage, Then i got the club jumping off of Ace of Spade
You stuck pocket watching while im getting paid, Nigga cash talk I get it in anyways
Imma high class top notch getting money f*cking thots, Rock out in liapela guap
You selling dreams i make em pop, Money flow don't never stop keep coming in and coming out
Told mama we goin make it out, I got on a paper route
I been getting money on the low but ain't it obvious and i need me bout 20 for a show or i ain't walking in
Keep givin to em they still want sum more so we keep droppin hits
Hit that bih bout 7 times in a row now call me Michael Vick
Hit that hoe a 8th time n let her swallow my kiddies
I watch her lick it off her face then put the rest on her titties
I heard they don't like how we play man in these streets it get gritty
Man f*ck it ain't no line of scrimmage we play 10 Mississippi
I keep that hammer on my waist line
Can't let a nigga take mine, she my ride or die you might can catch us on the date line
Hit that hoe like yesterday i bet today she hit my line
Hit that hoe again that's back to back for like the 10th time
I be feeling like that nigga when i hit the stage, Then i got the club jumping off of Ace of Spade
You stuck pocket watching while im getting paid, Nigga cash talk I get it in anyways
Imma high class top notch getting money f*cking thots, Rock out in liapela guap
You selling dreams i make em pop, Money flow don't never stop keep coming in and coming out
Told mama we goin make it out, I got on a paper route
I got on a paper route i bust it down n ship it out, All about the racks blue cheese coming in and out
I put sum 4g autos on my phantom kno im in the south
Gucci on her blouse so i f*cked her then i kicked her out
You niggas do it all for clout got sticks on me so what you bout, Pull up busting at the house
I'm pulling sticks up out the couch, Never had a fear of doubt all my niggas was in a drought
Water on me now cause im controlling this lil paper route
Aint about no smoke man you niggas aint no dope man
Snitching telling to the cops we hopping out the white vans
223 make niggas biased of me like a white man
All i did was look at shawty put her in a lite trance
I be feeling like that nigga when i hit the stage, Then i got the club jumping off of Ace of Spade
You stuck pocket watching while im getting paid, Nigga cash talk I get it in anyways
Imma high class top notch getting money f*cking thots, Rock out in liapela guap
You selling dreams i make em pop, Money flow don't never stop keep coming in and coming out
Told mama we goin make it out, I got on a paper route
You stuck pocket watching while im getting paid, Nigga cash talk I get it in anyways
Imma high class top notch getting money f*cking thots, Rock out in liapela guap
You selling dreams i make em pop, Money flow don't never stop keep coming in and coming out
Told mama we goin make it out, I got on a paper route
I been getting money on the low but ain't it obvious and i need me bout 20 for a show or i ain't walking in
Keep givin to em they still want sum more so we keep droppin hits
Hit that bih bout 7 times in a row now call me Michael Vick
Hit that hoe a 8th time n let her swallow my kiddies
I watch her lick it off her face then put the rest on her titties
I heard they don't like how we play man in these streets it get gritty
Man f*ck it ain't no line of scrimmage we play 10 Mississippi
I keep that hammer on my waist line
Can't let a nigga take mine, she my ride or die you might can catch us on the date line
Hit that hoe like yesterday i bet today she hit my line
Hit that hoe again that's back to back for like the 10th time
I be feeling like that nigga when i hit the stage, Then i got the club jumping off of Ace of Spade
You stuck pocket watching while im getting paid, Nigga cash talk I get it in anyways
Imma high class top notch getting money f*cking thots, Rock out in liapela guap
You selling dreams i make em pop, Money flow don't never stop keep coming in and coming out
Told mama we goin make it out, I got on a paper route
I got on a paper route i bust it down n ship it out, All about the racks blue cheese coming in and out
I put sum 4g autos on my phantom kno im in the south
Gucci on her blouse so i f*cked her then i kicked her out
You niggas do it all for clout got sticks on me so what you bout, Pull up busting at the house
I'm pulling sticks up out the couch, Never had a fear of doubt all my niggas was in a drought
Water on me now cause im controlling this lil paper route
Aint about no smoke man you niggas aint no dope man
Snitching telling to the cops we hopping out the white vans
223 make niggas biased of me like a white man
All i did was look at shawty put her in a lite trance
I be feeling like that nigga when i hit the stage, Then i got the club jumping off of Ace of Spade
You stuck pocket watching while im getting paid, Nigga cash talk I get it in anyways
Imma high class top notch getting money f*cking thots, Rock out in liapela guap
You selling dreams i make em pop, Money flow don't never stop keep coming in and coming out
Told mama we goin make it out, I got on a paper route
Writer: Abdul Diarrassouba, Travarie Westberry
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid