They call me Paperman I get that paper man Yo shawty starin' homie Don't make me take her man But I'm just on the low And you already know Ya bitch choosin
history of Amerigo, a fictitious Caribbean island, into a Calypso number, and framing it into another song, The Legend of Norman Paperman, the theme
Translation: Jimmy Buffett. Intro-the Legend Of Norman Paperman.
(feat. Neo Da Matrix) [Chorus: Neo da Matrix] They call me paperman, I get that paper man(Man) His shorty starin homie(Homie), Don't make me take her
follow through Don't want no paper gangsta Won't sign no monkey papers I don't do funny business, not interested in fakers Don't want no paper gangsta
Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is Black and yellow, black and yellow Black and yellow, black and yellow Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is Black and yellow
them papers, papers, papers I done took all I can take, but you leave me no options girl Oh, oh, oh, papers Oh, oh, oh, papers Oh, oh, oh, papers Oh, oh, oh, papers
Stacks on deck, Patron on ice And we can pop bottles all night Baby, you could have whatever you like I said, you could have whatever you like Yeah,
and fancy cars And then you'll see you're gonna go far 'Cause everyone knows just who you are So live your life, hey You steady chasin' that paper Just
Thank God for that brown paper bag, that Brown paper bag (Thank God for that) Brown paper bag Brown paper bag (Thank God for that) Brown paper bag
Last night I let the party get the best of me Wakin' up in the mornin', two ho's layin' next to me Plus I heard a officer arrested me Good weed and cold
At twenty years of age I'm still looking for a dream A war's already waged for my destiny But You've already won the battle And You've got great plans
me on the planet It don't take rocket science to understand it You paper, scissors, rock my world Girl, am I the one you're playing? You paper, scissors
for a moment that my chances Were approaching to be grabbed But as it came down near, so did a weary tear -I thought it was a bird, but it was just a paper
Now, don't just walk away Pretending every thing's okay And you don't care about me And I know it's just no use When all your lies become your truths
Just like a paper tiger Torn apart by idle hands Through the halter skelter morning Fix yourself while you still can No more ashes to ashes No more cinders
Cause sister got to have it too Hey, hey, hey, now Hey Stackin' the paper, baby Stackin' paper Cheese and huevos Give me another million Stackin' paper
paper Paper, paper, paper, paper, paper Money's my thang gonna get me some Money, I'm gonna get me some Say my nigga y'all, better get your paper Paper, paper, paper
