Paper’d Up - Snoop Dogg

“He’s a sweet, soul, brother!”
Money, money, money, money! [Repeat: x2]
“You make me feel so goooood!”
Money, money, money, money!

Money, money, money, money!
Money, money, money, money!
Money, money, money, money!

In the world of change, here I am
Trying to have some things
So what you need is some game, to get your money man
Oh baby, in the world of paper, paper

Thinking of a master plan
Cause ain’t nothing but sweat inside my hand
So I dig into my pockets, all my money is spent
So I dig deeper, but still coming up with lint
So I, start my mission, leave my residence
Thinking how can I get some dead presidents
I need money, I used to see a stick-up kid
So I think of all the devious things I did
I used to roll up, this is a hold up, ain’t nothing funny
Stop smiling, cause still don’t nothing move but the money
Cause now I’ve learned to earn cause I’m righteous
I feel great, so maybe I might just
Search fo’ a 9 to 5, if I strive
Then maybe I’ll stay alive
So I walk up the street, whistling this
Feeling out of place cause man do I miss
A pen and a paper, a stereo, a tape of
Me and Warren G, and a big fat plate of
Chicken wings, cause that’s my favorite thing
But without no money man that shit’s a dream
Cause I don’t like to dream about getting paid
So I dig into the books of the rhymes that I’ve made
Soon as I bust ’em see if I got pull
I hit the DoggHouse, cause I’m paid in full [echoes]

In the world of change, here I am
Trying to have some things
So what you need is some game, to get your money man
Oh baby, in the world of paper, paper

Money, money, money, money!
Money, money, money, money!
Money, money, money, money!

Well
Well
Oh baby
Well
Well, oh baby
Oh baby

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