Paper Gangsta
[V1:]
Midnight rush, with a pen in my hand
Dinkin, linkin, sanscript with a fan.
Remembering me, before we began
Sometimes I felt so Def in the Jam
Cuz the ones who loved me, told me to stop
Like homegirl can't catch shit if it drops
A superwoman chick, you know that I am
Some shit don’t fly by me in a man
[BRIDGE:]
Cuz I do not accept any less
Than someone just as real, as fabulous
[CHORUS:]
Don’t want no PAPER GANGSTA
Won’t sign away my life to
Someone whose got the flavor
But don’t have no follow through
Don’t want no PAPER GANGSTA
Wont sign no monkey papers
I don’t do funny business
Not interested in fakers
Don’t want no PAPER GANGSTA
Oo ohhhh
Don’t want no PAPER GANGSTA
Oo ohhh
[V2:]
Got something real shiny to start
Want me to sign there on your Range Rover heart?
I’ve heard it before
Yeah, the dinners were nice
Till your diamond words melted into some ice
You should been rapping to the beat of my song Mr. California,PAPER GANGSTA.
I’m lookin’ for love, not an
empty page full of stuff that means nothing but
you’ve been played”
[BRIDGE:]
Cuz I do not accept any less
Than someone just as real, as fabulous
[CHORUS X2]
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