You can call me paperman
I’ll be getting paper man...
We are talking paper man
I’m gonna be the paper man
Chicks are my ladies
Guess i’m gonna be in her pants
Change 2 thousand grans
You can hate but
Breakfast lunch and dinner man get
To be painting for a brick
So fly we are staying on my shit
Sex so fine on my shit
Money keep these whores
Not the hands i got dick...
You can call me paperman
I’ll be getting paper man... (repeats)
I gotta haler haters at
I ain’t never give a damn
I am cool as air-conditioning
And you are just a paper fan
I won’t I do my hobby getting paper
I can stack and tuck it in
This time you make a gran
The way I I can take the lakers fans
I can make it rain no matter
What the mother nature plans
It ain’t a fucking rules
All i touch is money
Don’t get mad if i don’t shake your hand...
You can call me paperman
I’ll be getting paper man... (repeats)
I don’t doggy cause i just do my paper dance (repeats)
I just do my paper dance... (repeats)