Project Pat - Papers N Cups lyrics

(Hook x2) Papers n cups, papers n cups Give me some kush and some drink and I’mma fill it up Papers n cups, papers n cups Got my kush, got my drink, I’m getting f**ed up (Verse) Yella drank in my cup, purple haze and my papers Kobe Bryant swag, you can call this here the Lakers Birthday candle lit and you lames better not blow it A n***a got that drink around packed, you better throw it Trippy sticks and trippy cups, 2 b**hes at the same time now that’s a trippy f** I’m smoking on this gra** who came from the earth Ballin on you n***as a** like a nerf These hoes getting high, then they getting low Needin her life bill paid, her knees hit the floor Oh my golly on that moly she’s a s**y dolly sponsored links Ran through her p**y like some tracks, my dick the trolly (Hook x2) Papers n cups, papers n cups Give me some kush and some drink and I’mma fill it up Papers n cups, papers n cups Got my kush, got my drink, I’m getting f**ed up (Verse) Get me some trippy papers and some trippy cups Mix that Sprite with that lean damn throw it up This that Audemar house and we get f**ed Smoke nothing but Cali weed, you know the A+ This that Cheech & Chong, that can f** our merzy I’m a drug addict, I’m talkin everyday use this Plenty weed smoking, plenty weed pourin Plenty moly poppin, we love them girs peep poppin If she throw it back, we gon throw that cash It ain’t nothing but some money, bandz will make her dane If she throw it back, we gon throw that cash It ain’t nothing but some money, bandz will make her dane (Hook x2) Papers n cups, papers n cups Give me some kush and some drink and I’mma fill it up Papers n cups, papers n cups Got my kush, got my drink, I’m getting f**ed up