Gucci Mane - Chasin Paper lyrics

[Verse 1: Young Thug] What up RH Quan what up Guwop baby Oh my God I'm trippin', oh my God I'm lazy You's a b**h n***a , I'ma rich n***a Make your wish n***a, I'ma prince n***a We ready for shootouts , we don't dodge em n***a Need about 15 bucks with this carbon n***a Whole team eatin', we not starving n***a Plus my b**h and car, it stay foreign n***a Got a b**h from Magic City who wanna ride him Gotta be loaded just to ride him (Wasted) MC Hammer would love to ride her (Can't Touch Me) Trina Slip and Slide on it Got burglar bars up on the spot woadie No dudes, we just want woadettes Bought that b**h a 20 thousand dollar Rolex Now when you see her in public Her ego on flex (can't tell her nothin') [Hook: Young Thug] Aye Quan (What it do) What up round? (What you talkin' bout thug) She s** me sleep, She s** me sleep whenever she come in town Baby girl that swoop, Baby girl that swoop Rich Homie done tore her down Plus she wanna f** me cause I order up the ones by the motherf**in' pound Plus just chase after the motherf**in' paper Cha-cha-chasin' after motherf**in paper Let's just chase after the motherf**in' paper Ha -cha-chasin' after motherf**in paper We gone chase after the motherf**in' paper He gone chase after the motherf**in' paper She gone chase after the motherf**in' paper Real n***as chase after the motherf**in' paper [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] Made myself a legend, signed a bunch of legends Made a half a million dollars, Bouldercrest and Gresham If you a b**h then they gone disrespect you You a lame them n***as gone press you Got a pistol but that don't impress me I'm the n***a that k**ed your nephew This right here a banger, I ain't talkin' bout no singer Put A hole in a stranger cause' Guwop don't run from danger Gucci Mane ball like an athlete, n***a I might break your ankles Someone call El Chapo, Tell him Guwop said I'm thankful Gucci Mane rock with vatos, Carbon 15's I got those Big buck shots I bust those, I leave a doughnut hole in your uncle Told the plug send em n***a vamos , 150 bricks send pronto Re-rocking squares in my condo and I don't give a f** if my Ma know [Hook] Aye Quan (What it do), what up round? (What you talkin' bout thug) She s** me sleep, She s** me sleep whenever she come in town Baby girl that swoop , Baby girl that swoop Rich Homie done tore her down Plus she wanna f** me cause I order up the ones by the motherf**in' pound Plus just chase after the motherf**in' paper Cha-cha-chasin' after motherf**in paper Let's just chase after the motherf**in' paper Cha-cha -chasin' after motherf**in paper We gone chase after the motherf**in' paper He gone chase after the motherf**in' paper She gone chase after the motherf**in' paper Real n***as chase after the motherf**in' paper [Verse 3: Rich Homie Quan] I'm tired cause I been chasin' after motherf**in paper Givin' all my n***as high 5's, gettin tired of ballin' on em like the Lakers And all the b**hes say I get around, like the equator I can feel when a hater make a sound, vibration I'm chasin' motherf**in paper f** what a hater got to say 'bout me I'm a real big dog, won't play bout me I'm In the coupe, and it blue Go fast Like zoom and the engine in the back And that b**h came with juice She the Swoop She the Swoop, I been hit that [Hook: Young Thug] Aye Quan (What it do) What up round? (What you talkin' bout thug) She s** me sleep, She s** me sleep whenever she come in town Baby girl that swoop, Baby girl that swoop Rich Homie done tore her down Plus she wanna f** me cause I order up the ones by the motherf**in' pound Plus just chase after the motherf**in' paper Cha-cha-chasin' after motherf**in paper Let's just chase after the motherf**in' paper Ha cha-chasin' after motherf**in paper We gone chase after the motherf**in' paper He gone chase after the motherf**in' paper She gone chase after the motherf**in' paper Real n***as chase after the motherf**in' paper