Paper Problems

Lyrics

[Intro: Gucci Mane] It's Guwop, what's happening baby, what's going on? Yea, 1017 MPA with me I got Thugger Peewee know what I mean I ain't trippin' 'bout that shit, I'll pay for it Hell yeah, rent it, how much it cost? Turn up, yeah you and your buddy Got a little something for ya It's Guwop [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] I'll pay for it, I'll pay I don't give a damn about I'll pay for it, I'll pay for it, I'll pay I don't give a damn, I'll pay for it If you work real late, I'll stay for it No problem 'bout it, I'll pay for it She been working all day, working all week She wanna freak with me Ain't no problem cause I'm not cheap Got money all week I give her I got the money, I'll buy somethin' Call your friend, let's try somethin' She like girls and boys, so she trisexual She eat pussy, don't eat vegetables That ass fat, it irregular Is it an ass shot, or did God bless her? She a bad student on the 10th semester But she give good head like the damn professor Red bottom pumps like Cinderella Red bottom pumps like Cinderella Butt naked on and some damn suspenders Ain't gotta catch her out to impress her Gucci Mane, I'm getting money, got bad bitches on my itinerary Born on the 12th of February 12 diamond chains and they all canary And you're not a virgin, so don't act scary Cause I'm not the one to bust your cherry It's Gucci Man and I hip-hop But I smoke guap like I got dreadlocks [Chorus: Young Thug] I ain't really have a paper problem M-P-A in the building, I pay for it I ain't really have a paper problem If you workin' overnight then I stay for it I ain't really have a paper problem If I really, really, like it, I wait for it I ain't really have a paper problem I turn into a Christian like Ma$e for it I ain't really have a paper problem I ain't really have a paper problem I ain't really have a paper problem I ain't really have a paper problem [Verse 2: Peewee Longway] I ain't really have a paper problem Rock this shit the long way I'm talkin' about U.S. currency Hell yea, I give you two hunna, give your ass three Just to make this shit a guarantee Payin' for the pussy ain't a problem Bitch, you finna get a beatin gone off the seeds and molly I ain't really have a paper problem I tote a FN if I'm short damn right I'm robbin No ski-mask, I already look like a goblin Take the guap, leave the work, boy give me the dollar Load the cash up, smash off, in the Impala Thugger, thugger, mad Max had to catch him a body Wop, Pee, Guap, boy you know we having them dollars 480 drop, I'm talking about the fuckin' Ferrari Forgiato feet you know we had to shit on them people I'm 4 pockets full while I'm havin' monifa Fuckin' up strip clubs, tryna lay on the skeezers They know I'm havin' real paper, suck like a mosquito Blowin' OG gas we don't smoke on Diesel Give a bitch the whole bag got some more monifa Got bricks stamped 1017 who wanna eat em Place your order, we'll pull up, stash spot in the Regal You're havin' paper nigga, make sure you're straight my nigga Cause them young nigga toting Desert Eagle [Chorus: Young Thug] I ain't really have a paper problem M-P-A in the building, I pay for it I ain't really have a paper problem If you workin' overnight then I stay for it I ain't really have a paper problem If I really, really, like it, I wait for it I ain't really have a paper problem I turn into a Christian like Ma$e for it I ain't really have a paper problem I ain't really have a paper problem I ain't really have a paper problem I ain't really have a paper problem