SEVEN
Lyrics
For the Paper
Yeah for the Paper uhh
For the Paper
Yeah for the Paper uhh
For the Paper
For the Paper
What you gon do
For the paper
Like Girl bye... damn see you later
I need to Bounce that ball like the Lakers
Late night shift... undertaker
Yeah-baker
Slice that bread on the scrapper
Grind all day for data
Man ill do anything for the paper
What you gon do
For the paper
Like Girl bye... damn see you later
I need to Bounce that ball like the Lakers
Late night shift... undertaker
Yeah-baker
Slice that bread on the scrapper
Grind all day for data
Man ill do anything for the paper
I'm going hard for the paper
I'm livin life like a boss not a rapper
She told me I could do better
I'm doing better
But I'm just looking for answers
Going through different shi look at the chapters, I tell truth like a pastor
Do what it takes it don't matter
I'm at the top of the ladder
I'm living life like Aladin
I'm going hard for the paper
I wrote it down on paper
I'm going in for the paper (I'm going in)
Combos be communicating
Straight to the top I'm with KP
Look at the Ap
I know you envy
Getting that dough like a baker
What you gon do
For the paper
Like Girl bye... damn see you later
I need to Bounce that ball like the Lakers
Late night shift... undertaker
Yeah-baker
Slice that bread on the scrapper
Grind all day for data
Man ill do anything for the paper
What you gon do
For the paper
Like Girl bye... damn see you later
I need to Bounce that ball like the Lakers
Late night shift... undertaker
Yeah-baker
Slice that bread on the scrapper
Grind all day for data
Man ill do anything for the paper
I be playing duck duck goose
You're duck, duck you're goose
That's why I never focus on the bull
Ngoba ezami Zonke yiy'mbuzi
They cannot deny that I'm great
Big tree that's big paper
Through the grass seen snakes
I'm good at spotting all the fakes
I keep it 100 yeah just like a buffalo
Buffalo stacking until my cup runneth over
Yeah that's never sober
Never lack focus I'm a king cobra
If I gotta strike I don't need coaching
If I got the drive I don't need a chauffeur
Nghamba nama boza, nghamba nama soja
Nghamba nama roto, nghamba nama bhova EY
Khohlwa amakati
You cannot fuck with the south
Look at the niggas I got
Khohlwa macala
We do not fuck with no pussies, that's word to the bitches I got
Khohlwa amakati
You cannot fuck wit the south side
Yeah
Baker
Slice that Bread (Scrapper)
Grind all day (for the data)
Man I'll do anything (for the paper)
Yeah
Baker
Slice that Bread (Scrapper)
Grind all day (for the data)
Man I'll do anything (for the paper)
Writer(s): Keith Prosper Kasupe, Martin Muzanenhamo, Thapelo Ndabezimnandi Radebe
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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