Curren$y - Paper Mi$$ion lyrics

[Verse 1: Curren$y] It's a Ferrari to her, to me that's my blue car Simple sh** with that, like riding at the Wal-Mart Triple OG I roll them fat bat, ballparks Homerun, back upstairs I gotta grab some more Raw Papers now I'm skyscraper high, admiring the lines of one Apollonia's body back in 1985 Purple Rain, on my window pane, drizzling a little No, a lotta hash, 'fore you get that doobie all twisted Mama, huh? I'm too lifted up to hear ya, mama Sound like you said you need a ride Better call yo homegirl tell her come get you mama Cuz I'm stuck like thumbtacks to posters Posted, word to Trade I'm roasted You know b**h Use the phone or there's the door b**h, go b**h [Hook: Curren$y] And I can't lay up witcha, I'm on my paper mission Mama you got me twisted, you'll have to report me missin' I can't lay up witcha, I'm on my paper mission Mama you got me twisted, you'll have to report me missin' I can't lay up witcha, I'm on my paper mission You'll have to report me missin' I can't lay up witcha, I'm on my paper mission [Verse 2: Kashflow] It's a supercharged Z06 But it's faster than a ZR1 I'm Kashflow the God These other n***as is fraud I'm the [?] On that hash oil, rooftop high with a tan broad Back in '89 I woulda rode her on my handlebars When I had that (dyno with the black mag, black mag) Now we in that roller coaster 'Vette, I'm a Six Flags Sixth ward n***as feature me all in my hashtags Showin' off at car shows, I ain't even met a b**h Maybach switching lanes, I ain't even steering it Knew she was a freak just from her body when I gave her a hug My younger n***as know I got it so I gave 'em a plug Dip on a b**h quicker, than the hands of Bruce Lee I put it in the socket, get it out before it shock me Ain't no shockin' this G And if the b**h still don't get it, I'ma tell em like Spitta [Hook]