50 Cent - The Paper lyrics

Bartender bring the bottles of Rose That b**h like me but I don't give a f** b**h n***a smelling like good weed Crush the hashish Look I don't give a f** I'm so grimey They can't like me The paper I get it The paper I get it What the f** n***a I rock Like I got that style that'll keep me forever on top b**h, my drop top, make n***as feel like there's something wrong with there hustle I'm eating, I suggest you n***as try this Scrap the plate move the weight I got the itus I'm sick, I'm addicted to the gold You take a hit of how this feel you want more Sorta like what crack did to boogie and New Jack Wa**up when I crossover, there ain't no coming back Take a hit of this, this is what I've been cooking Perfect product, customer good looking This trip, this flip, I'ma get the count right Do my numbers man, why your baker count light That work you put out, that was stepped on My sh** raw dope, pur heron [Chorus] Bartender bring the bottles of Rose That b**h like me but I don't give a f** b**h n***a smelling like good weed Crush the hashish Look I don't give a f** I'm so grimey They can't like me The paper I get it The paper I get it Here it is n***a, 1000 grams of uncut Take it off consignment, f** up and you're f**ed This is certified hood sh**, ghetto gold good sh** Sniff a line of this, take a pull of that This a fact, either which way you hiding that I've been here before, it's so familiar Bag up, fill up the paraphernalia I wanna win so bad, n***a I wanna k** ya Get in the way, I'm six spray I'm bad news Denzel when the trumpet blow, more better blues It's psychotic, my flows are narcotic Tell me how you want it, my n***a I got it For days, My money give me goose bumps My pockets swollen, two lumps Count it all, 10c no cent a dime You know me, you know I got a hell of a grind [Chorus] There's nothing to it I can smell hater You know what this is G-G-G-G-G, G-G-G-G-G G-unit This is therapy for me man I just gotta focus on my art. I'm an artist You can appreciate it Like you appreciate a Pica**o Or an Andy Warhol, you should love me When you look at me You should say this is fresh This is abstract This is a work of art This is 50 Til next time, G-G-G-G-G-unit.