T.I. - Paperwork lyrics
rate meFt. Pharell
(Hook)
(Paperwork!)
Don't do no business til ya check his (paperwork)
And if all else fails, I just hope that this (paperwork)
Want to swing Bentley doors, blow smoke thru the roof
Everythin' got a cost, they gon' need sumethin' on ya
(Paperwork)
(Verse)
ATL, Westside, that's the only home I know
In '85, me and Uncle Quint used to ride around in the big Bronco
Took me up to Charles's Disco
Daytime, set me down at the bar
Where I drank Shirley Temple
Till he walked out wit a bag and we got back in the car
What ya wanna be he asked? When ya grow up big head?
I just wanna be like ya , riding around town getting bread
We shared a couple laughs, couple summer pass
Uncle Quint ain't nowhere to be found
Later we learn that sumeone ratted him out
Fo' that reason 10 years he won't be around
(Hook)
(Paperwork!)
Don't do no business til ya check his (paperwork)
And if all else fails, I just hope that this (paperwork)
Want to swing Bentley doors, blow smoke thru the roof
Everythin' got a cost, they gon' need sumethin' on ya
(Paperwork)
(Verse 2)
Picture me in '93
I'm the only man I see
Fresh up off the porch
Looking fo' a drop Porsche and a fake ID
Introduce me to the crack game
Rap game was the furthest from my mind
Had a notebook full of rhymes
And a pocket full of crack rock dimes
Time on my side, lil .45 in my jeans
Open fire if ya seem to be blockin' my dreams, yes sir
Welfare, food stamps
Section eight, me and Ma lived in the trap
I said fuck school, it holding me back
I wanna bankroll, chasing after that
(Hook)
(Paperwork!)
Don't do no business til ya check his (paperwork)
And if all else fails, I just hope that this (paperwork)
Want to swing Bentley doors, blow smoke thru the roof
Everythin' got a cost, they gon' need sumethin' on ya
(Paperwork)
(Verse 3)
Look at me, at seventeen
Living on my own, peddling
Quarter ki, now and then sellin' weed
Tottin tools, caughtt my 1st felony
That's one of many, that were to follow
Drinkin Henney up out the bottle
Totte a choppa I think I'm bein' followed
Family don't think I'll live to see tomorrow
Plenty have a story like mine
Know many of ya had a lil nine
Know many of ya did a lil dirt
Too many of us did a lil time
Wake up, 10 years of yo life passed
When ya get yo cake up don't it seem like that
When the Feds on yo ass passin' out
(Hook)
(Paperwork!)
Don't do no business til ya check his (paperwork)
And if all else fails, I just hope that this (paperwork)
Want to swing Bentley doors, blow smoke thru the roof
Everythin' got a cost, they gon' need sumethin' on ya
(Paperwork)
(Interlude)
If ya think that ya high, baby look above ya
It's drones in the sky, there's nothin' ya could do
So left 2 3 snap, right 2 3 snap
Don't get serious now it's too late fo' that
Cuz they got time on my side, lil 45 in my jean
Open fire if ya seem to be blockin' my dreams, yes sir
(Hook)
(Paperwork!)
Don't do no business til ya check his (paperwork)
And if all else fails, I just hope that this (paperwork)
Want to swing Bentley doors, blow smoke thru the roof
Everythin' got a cost, they gon' need sumethin' on ya
(Paperwork)
