Paperboys It's Paper Lyrics:
Con, con herre, reppin one the microphone
paperboys here, reppin one the microphone
double A coming through, we were slightly gone
critical, vegabond keep it tight for y'all
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yo I know I'm hopeless I was high when I wrote this
so focus, I don't wanna die with the dopeness
I lie staring at the sky by the pochers
buenas noches, see the pies that approach us
stockbrokes knocking cockroaches
we dot the posters, the top postmokers
leaving the beer coz I ain't leaving this chair
Lyrics: It's Paper, Paperboys [end]