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Chorus: 1x(Val Young)Choppin up that paper(with you) I do it for youyou know you got me lovin youChoppin up that paper(with you) I doyou got me love-in youuuuuuVerse 1:(AK)Now first you gotta pimp wit me, but now you livin in that high-class luxuryno matter me, I`m a trustin Gsays shell never see , shell never tweak, now do you really really wanna ride wit me?now happy here and there aint now love lost, fitty cars with these bumpsbut you others always want some and tell me true or falsei know you got tight game, but your game been peeped toomonkey see , monkey will do, feel me and I`ll feel youwe can ride in the backseat drunk type all nightsun up til the moonlight, true dat(true dat), baby but you knew datfirst you gotta understand(uh-huh) we makin pennys out of dollarsand boys out of grown men, from Chi to Texas to Los Angeles smokin canibuspuffin phillys after phillys I got my homies in Atlanta on a burner actin sillybut lets pause back gettin back and when we call fax,I know you cant see it, but I`m all thatyou got the video of me and Twista ridin in the Benz/Lacbut tell me can you fade back? still ridin in the c-a-d-i double L, double a-c alwaysChorus 1XVerse 2(AK)Women love my philosophy, for spittin somethin in the poetrypoint the finger if you know its me, so flow when the lights onhittin notes in the mac song you can see me cause the mask gonedead wrong, if you think that I, am on the paper chase cause you seent that Ikick it on the Sundays at a party watchin bodies sippin Hene spead your loveand show love and not pro-longand for a minute I can get wit when I gone tax on your hips and thighs lips and Iseems better when we put her down in my dime hat, layin cool and G stacksbut remember when we packed, Tennessee dont need thatbut we back, nice hoe put her down exposed to, how many hoes you can go throughI aint hatin cause she told you see I`m a boss player who can sit back and floss player, dime hat and a raw scale do you really wanna ride on the sideand chop it up later, you can sit back and ride wit me, take a puff, get high wit mestill ridin in the c-a-d-i double L double a-c alwaysChorus 1xVerse 3:(AK)Now identify who it was that labeled me, systamatic its a habit, situationwhen I`m such a real, bitch, a oozie, by jacouzie, puff a blunt I did,so why you actin (?) we gettin crunk and did, run around givin G shot, party til the beat stop, divin in the pool and the rules, oh they all dead, choppin up the paper so we all rich, and take a puff to the head til we all sick, but in the meanwhile, Chrystille, now you lady wanna do it againto an end, in a couple (?)less than Jeeps then Bentleys, VIP and the whole 9we in the back of a caddy wit the cold rhyme, never slippin, just dippinstill ridin in the c-a-d-i double L , double a-c alwaysChorus 2xfade out

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