Paper Gangsta
|: Hm | G G(add2) | A | F#m F#m7 :| 2x Hm Midnight rush, with a pen in my hand G G(add2) Inkin Lincoln, sand-script with a fan A Remembering me, before it began F#m F#m7 Sometime I felt so Def in the Jam Cuz the ones who loved me, told me to stop Like homegirl can’t catch shit if it drops A superwoman chick, you know that I am Some shit don’t fly by me in a man Hm G Cause I do not accept any less G(add2) A F#m Than someone just as real, as fabulous F#m7 Hm Don’t want no Paper Gangsta G Won’t sign away my life to A Someone who’s got the flavor F#m But don’t have no follow through Hm Don’t want no Paper Gangsta G Won’t sign no monkey papers A I don’t do funny business F#m Not interested in fakers Hm G Don’t want no PAPER GANGSTA, Uh oh A F#m Don’t want no PAPER GANGSTA, Uh oh Got something really shiny to start Want me to sign there on your Range Rover heart? I’ve heard it before Yeah, the dinners were nice Till your diamond words melted into some ice You should have been rapping to the beat of my song Mr. California, PAPER GANGSTA and I’m lookin’ for love, not an empty page full of stuff that means nothing but “you’ve been played” Cause I do not accept any less Than someone just as real, as fabulous. | F#m |
Текст песни:
Midnight rush, with a pen in my hand
Inkin Lincoln, sand-script with a fan
Remembering me, before it began
Sometime I felt so Def in the Jam
Cuz the ones who loved me, told me to stop
Like homegirl can’t catch shit if it drops
A superwoman chick, you know that I am
Some shit don’t fly by me in a man
Cause I do not accept any less
Than someone just as real, as fabulous
Don’t want no Paper Gangsta
Won’t sign away my life to
Someone who’s got the flavor
But don’t have no follow through
Don’t want no Paper Gangsta
Won’t sign no monkey papers
I don’t do funny business
Not interested in fakers
Don’t want no PAPER GANGSTA, Uh oh
Don’t want no PAPER GANGSTA, Uh oh
Got something really shiny to start
Want me to sign there
on your Range Rover heart?
I’ve heard it before
Yeah, the dinners were nice
Till your diamond words melted into some ice
You should have been rapping to the beat
of my song Mr. California,
PAPER GANGSTA and I’m lookin’ for love,
not an empty page full of stuff that means nothing
but “you’ve been played”
Cause I do not accept any less
Than someone just as real, as fabulous.