Pocket Full Of Paper (feat. Young Jeezy) [club1825883]

[Intro: Young Buck (Young Jeezy)]
6-1-5 Ca$hville we buck, yeah! (AY!)
Toomp I got you [bad word] #33; (Yeah!)
A.T.L. to Ca$hville [bad word] (You already know what this is, ay!)
Aiyyo Jeezy whattup [bad word]  (What they do [bad word] )
Aiyyo it's on me tonight [bad word] #33; (Let's go)
Let's get it! (Let's go!)

 [bad word]  Young Buck (Young Jeezy)]
Got a pocket full of paper, Patron in my cup
Tell them haters catch up ho, [bad word] you buck ho
 [bad word] you better buck [bad word]  [bad word] you better buck [bad word] 
 [bad word] you better buck [bad word]  [bad word] you better buck [bad word] 
I ain't playin 'bout my money (AY!) I hit ya [bad word] up (ha-hahhhhh)
Leave ya right there so they can pick ya [bad word] up, yeah
 [bad word] you better buck [bad word]  [bad word] you better buck [bad word] 
 [bad word] you better buck [bad word]  [bad word] you better buck [bad word]  YEAH!)

[Interlude: Young Buck]
Jack boys, jack boys, what'chu gon' do? [bad word] up and the [bad word] put the thang on you
Jack boys, jack boys, what'chu gon' do? [bad word] up and the [bad word] put the thang on you

[Young Jeezy:]
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
It's Young (Young) Jizzle (Jizzle) and the homie Buck (yeah!)
We still ridin dirty, think we givin a [bad word]  (nah)
Headed 75 South (South) for seventy-five blocks (whoo!)
Hundred miles an hour pass seventy-five cops (vrooom!)
And straight to the mac, hit seventy-five spots (daaaaamn)
And I'm back down Atlanta, copped seventy-five drops (ha-hahhhhh!)
So on first sip (sip) I made about a grand
You ask me what I need I tell 'em bring the whole van (yeahhhhhhhhhhhh)
All I do is make hits, just to see my SoundScans (AYY!)
I know the yayo, you should see me bag grams (ha-hahhhhhh!)
See cuz over there (whattup!) he'll kill ya [bad word] for nuttin
C.T.E. (talk to 'em [bad word] #33;) and muh' [bad word] we buckin [bad word] 

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[Interlude]

[Young Buck:]
Let me go and show you niggaz what my whip game like
I whip it to the left, and whip it to the right
I mix it with the Sprite, and flip it with the whites
See I make my own price cause I take my own flights
I still got my ski mask, STILL need cash
STILL got them eighteens as if you want a half
That's 11-5 apiece dawg if ya do the math
But I do it for the ten for my niggaz in the cab
Got a [bad word] in Decatur, she shake it for the paper
So when I make it rain, I just get it back later
See cuz over there, he'll kill ya [bad word] for nuttin (I got ya homie!)
6-1-5, Ca$hville, we buckin

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[Interlude x2]

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