Paperwork lyrics

by

Nicki Minaj


[Intro: Irv Gotti]
Let's talk about it, let's-let's talk about it for one second
Shouldn't that had been in a real world, the death blow?
The guy who's proclaiming to be the roughest, toughest don dava, bully
You got beat up and spoked up and you ran to the precinct and pressed charges on us
And you took on all the protection
That's like your baby mama does
And you're sayin', "I smell pus*y," it's you

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Paperwork, haha
All these n*ggas signin' paperwork, pus*y
You gon' make us put you on a shirt, pus*y
All these n*ggas signin' paperwork, pus*y, yeah

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Put your bread up, I wanna take that fade
I don't gotta f*ck your ho, I'ma just take your chain
b*tch, I'm fed up, f*ck your set you claimin'
Pull up right now, pus*y n*gga, let's do this thing
Y'all n*ggas ain't bangers, y'all n*ggas ain't players
We don't do no favors
Y'all n*ggas ain't gangsters, y'all n*ggas just betas
Y'all n*ggas ain't alphas
Keep throwin' up fingers
Make you eat one of them fingers, gon' doubt us
sh*t be brazy, sh*t be wild, wild
None of y'all tellin' the truth, damn
I see the b*tch all in you, bang
You better be ready to shoot, yeah
Or better be ready to move, damn
Jarheads with the warhead
Wakin' you up from my minivan
Yeah, yeah, I'ma make bail
A pus*y n*gga, you about to tell
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Paperwork, haha
All these n*ggas signin' paperwork, pus*y
You gon' make us put you on a shirt, pus*y
All these n*ggas signin' paperwork, pus*y, yeah

[Verse 2: Lil Twist]
Mula, alright
n*ggas snitchin', n*ggas b*tchin'
n*ggas snakes, yeah, n*ggas hissin'
That's how pus*ys end up missin'
Oh, did I forget to mention?
I was fourteen on this mission
I was sixteen with extended clips
Smith & Wesson wouldn't grip
Pistol on me, hollowed tips
Kill a n*gga, no attempt
Shoot a n*gga in the head
Dye his tips, let it drip
Put his body in the box
Ship it out from the Fifth
Mail that sh*t to his mama
Or his pops as a gift, yeah
n*ggas be rattin' on me (Yeah)
n*ggas be tellin' on me (pus*y)
n*ggas be gangster 'til it get gangster
Now I'm a felon, homie (Huh)
I need the gang from Tunechi (Yeah)
Offin' your man and homie quick
I done did laid the work (Pow)
And I don't do paperwork
[Chorus: Chris Brown, Lil Twist]
pus*y (Yeah), haha
All these n*ggas signin' paperwork, pus*y
You gon' make us put you on a shirt, pus*y
All these n*ggas signin' paperwork, pus*y, yeah
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