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Paper Cuts Video (MV)




Performed By: BTR Jefe
Length: 2:20
Written by: Jeremyah Howell Sr.




BTR Jefe - Paper Cuts Lyrics
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Getting to the money and I'm stacking it
(Stacking)
Flipping these bales now I'm back again
(Trap)
Just re-up now I'm back again
(Yeah)
Young nigga came up off back ends
(Foreal)
F*cking these hoes and they best friends
(Thot)
Keep my dog wit me that's my right hand
(Drako)
Dead presidents they my best friend
(Benji)
Just took a loss now I'm back again
(Hey)
F*ck it go crazy I'm a real trap nigga
I came up from the bottom
I'm straight up outta Prichard (Trap)
Lame ass niggas I hate to deal with you
You ran off with a check but I refuse to play the victim
(Pussy)
Pussy ass nigga couldn't do his own dirt
Which one should I cross out him or you first
Young nigga bounce back and ran up them bands
Playing with this money left paper cuts in my hands
Getting to this money ain't new to me (Nahh)
Flipping these bales I move two a week (Pounds)
Mane tell yo hoe to stop texting me (What)
Her pussy was garbage and her head was weak (Thot)
I got racks in the seat of my denims my trap stay hot in the middle of the winter (Trap)
I got racks in the seat of my denims my trap stay hot in the middle of the winter (Trap)
Just moved a quarter pound in a hour
Just f*cked my bitch in the shower
I'm a gold member like Austin Powers
Energizer bunny I be f*cking for hours (Uhuhh)
Walk in the bank and I smell like a pound
You see how I'm styling you should soak up this drip
Mouth be the contraceptive as I bust on her lips
Trap moving too fast so I'm always taking trips
My niggas on go they bussin' off the rip
Glock in my jeans so I walk with a limp
Tricking these hoes you woulda thought I was a pimp
Currency collecting Tu-Lones my swag
My bitch is a Barbie she stay with a bag
Her titties sitting right and her ass is fat
And she f*ck me real good as I run up them bands
(Yeah yeah)
Getting to the money and I'm stacking it
Flipping these bales now I'm back again
Just re-up now I'm back again
Young nigga came up off back ends
F*cking these hoes and they best friends
Keep my dog wit me that's my right hand
Dead presidents they my best friend
Just took a loss now I'm back again
F*ck it go crazy I'm a real trap nigga
I came up from the bottom
I'm straight up outta Prichard (Trap)
Lame ass niggas I hate to deal with you
You ran off with a check but I refuse to play the victim
(Pussy)
Pussy ass nigga couldn't do his own dirt
Which one should I cross out him or you first
Young nigga bounce back and ran up them bands
Playing with this money paper cuts in my hands
Yeah
Yeah
It's jefe
(Playing with this money left paper cuts in my hands)
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Getting to the money and I'm stacking it
(Stacking)
Flipping these bales now I'm back again
(Trap)
Just re-up now I'm back again
(Yeah)
Young nigga came up off back ends
(Foreal)
F*cking these hoes and they best friends
(Thot)
Keep my dog wit me that's my right hand
(Drako)
Dead presidents they my best friend
(Benji)
Just took a loss now I'm back again
(Hey)
F*ck it go crazy I'm a real trap nigga
I came up from the bottom
I'm straight up outta Prichard (Trap)
Lame ass niggas I hate to deal with you
You ran off with a check but I refuse to play the victim
(Pussy)
Pussy ass nigga couldn't do his own dirt
Which one should I cross out him or you first
Young nigga bounce back and ran up them bands
Playing with this money left paper cuts in my hands
Getting to this money ain't new to me (Nahh)
Flipping these bales I move two a week (Pounds)
Mane tell yo hoe to stop texting me (What)
Her pussy was garbage and her head was weak (Thot)
I got racks in the seat of my denims my trap stay hot in the middle of the winter (Trap)
I got racks in the seat of my denims my trap stay hot in the middle of the winter (Trap)
Just moved a quarter pound in a hour
Just f*cked my bitch in the shower
I'm a gold member like Austin Powers
Energizer bunny I be f*cking for hours (Uhuhh)
Walk in the bank and I smell like a pound
You see how I'm styling you should soak up this drip
Mouth be the contraceptive as I bust on her lips
Trap moving too fast so I'm always taking trips
My niggas on go they bussin' off the rip
Glock in my jeans so I walk with a limp
Tricking these hoes you woulda thought I was a pimp
Currency collecting Tu-Lones my swag
My bitch is a Barbie she stay with a bag
Her titties sitting right and her ass is fat
And she f*ck me real good as I run up them bands
(Yeah yeah)
Getting to the money and I'm stacking it
Flipping these bales now I'm back again
Just re-up now I'm back again
Young nigga came up off back ends
F*cking these hoes and they best friends
Keep my dog wit me that's my right hand
Dead presidents they my best friend
Just took a loss now I'm back again
F*ck it go crazy I'm a real trap nigga
I came up from the bottom
I'm straight up outta Prichard (Trap)
Lame ass niggas I hate to deal with you
You ran off with a check but I refuse to play the victim
(Pussy)
Pussy ass nigga couldn't do his own dirt
Which one should I cross out him or you first
Young nigga bounce back and ran up them bands
Playing with this money paper cuts in my hands
Yeah
Yeah
It's jefe
(Playing with this money left paper cuts in my hands)
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Writer: Jeremyah Howell Sr.
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