Jay Paper Chase Lyrics

Paper Chase Lyrics

Foxy Brown] 

 Uhh, uhh, uh-huh 

 Uhh (paper chase) 

 Bonnie n Clyde 

 Y'all motherfuckers know how it's goin down 

 (gotta get that paper y'all) 

 That's right, uhh 

 (Uh-huh uh, yeah, Roc-a-Fella, yeah 

  Paper chase y'all, paper chase WHAT? Uh) 

  

 Greyhound bitch, stay down bitch 

 Bout to set up shop with Jay, round this bitch 

 Half a brick of yea, bout to lay down this bitch 

 (til November?)  Nah, I'm here to like slay down this bitch 

 What you think?  I don't wanna have to spray down this bitch 

 Call my whole team, from around the way down this bitch 

 I'm tryin to stay down this bitch, play down this bitch 

 Had a sound, so my nigga Jay drown the six 

 Roll the windows down and, weight round this bitch 

 But there's a couple things 'fore it's OK round this bitch 

 Gotta talk to the natives, let em know I'm here  

 for all to get the paydays, first I line up all the haters 

 I got jobs for ya, drop stars for ya 

 More arms than Green Bay's Brett Favre for ya 

 Money providentials hope that's not a problem for ya 

 If so, Jigga be here, day after tomorrow for ya (That's right!) 

  

 Chorus: Foxy, Jay-Z 

  

 [F]	Gotta get that paper dog 

 [F]	Gotta touch that, love that, paper dog, uhh! 

 [J]	Gotta get that paper dog 

 [J]	Gotta have that grab that paper dog! 

 [F]	Gotta get that paper dog 

 [F]	Gotta spend that, bend that, split that, get that 

 [J]	Gotta get that paper dog 

 [J]	When I needs that, G stack, tell me where the weed's at? 

  

 [Jay-Z] 

 I got my two guns, I came to scoop ones 

 A down ass bitch and she down to click 

 Got a nice little hooptie that I get around with 

 And my plan is, not to leave this town til I'm rich 

 Gotta find a nigga sellin all them ounces and shit 

 Tell them get down with the click or get found in a ditch 

 See I drop down and strip, I turn around and spit 

 Not to hit em, just to let em know the sound of shit 

 Return later that evening in the club with Fox 

 And I got the snub nosed for those that love to box 

 I'm in search of them young niggaz that hug the block 

 all day, til it's like gray outside 

 Shoot dice talkin shit all day outside 

 And even when it's hot, they outside 

 Let em know, how it's gon' go, Bonnie n Clyde 

 And aiyyo, you will want me on your side 

  

 Chorus 

  

 [Jay-Z] 

 Yo, yeah, I got that stress and I got it the best 

 I ain't got it to give but I got it to test 

 And if you wanna get down, all you gotta invest 

 is your time, I gotta move this in a, week or less 

 For the next couple of days I brought her all I posess 

 The Rolex, necklaces with the VVS 

 Twin to drive in the passenger with a TV rest 

 For my top draft picks I cop the new GS 

 Now all the little soldiers wanna roll with my team 

 Cause I ain't sold em a dream, I just showed em the cream 

 Picked em up in the afternoons and told em some things 

 You know the regular shit you do when you moldin them teens 

 Yo, never lay your head where you holdin them things 

 From family, to your business, nothing goes in between 

 Never feared no man, put four in his Beem 

 Drop your gun then, blow the scene, ya heard me? 

  

 Chorus