Curren$y and Harry Fraud - Pounds of Paper

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Yeah
Eastside all mine just like every time
Yeah
Uh

Saks fifth escalator
Higher than a space invader
Game sharp as a laser
Nowadays we weigh the paper
Bring much as the plane could hold
Wire me the rest later
Nah, save it for me
That could be my vacation money
I fly there, they'll be waitin' for me
Next day flew my favorite honey
She don't get on my nerves
She hang on every word
Tryna be the queen that I deserve
But baby girl, I gotta work
My son finna be two years old
He need more than the most
The more he grow
Sometimes I realize I'm gon' have to tell my niggas no
I can't just hand it over bro
But I could show you how to get a bag of money on your own
Become an owner
School of hard knocks
I rolled joints with my diploma
Cleanest Chevy on the corner
Duckin' crooked polices and that Corona

Eastside all mine just like every time
Seven Chevys on the line
Can't decide which one to drive it takes a lot of time
Roll a joint and smoke it down
Then I'll decide
Hop in one and slide
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah

Written by:
Rory William Quigley, Shante Scott Franklin

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