Paperwork

[Intro: Irv Gotti] Let's talk about it, let's-let's talk about it for one second Shouldn't that have been in the real world, the death blow? The guy who's proclaiming to be the roughest, toughest don dolla, bully You got beat up and spoked up and you ran to the precinct and pressed charges on us And you took on all the protection That's like your baby mama does And you're sayin', "I smell pussy," it's you [Chorus: Chris Brown] Paperwork, haha All these niggas signin' paperwork, pussy You gon' make us put you on a shirt, pussy All these niggas signin' paperwork, pussy, yeah [Verse 1: Chris Brown] Put your bread up, I wanna take that fade I don't gotta fuck your ho, I'ma just take your chain Bitch, I'm fed up, fuck your set you claimin' Pull up right now, pussy nigga, let's do this thing Y'all niggas ain't bangers, y'all niggas ain't players We don't do no favors Y'all niggas ain't gangsters, y'all niggas just betas Y'all niggas ain't alphas Keep throwin' up fingers Make you eat one of them fingers, gon' doubt us Shit be brazy, shit be wild, wild None of y'all tellin' the truth, damn I see the bitch all in you, bang You better be ready to shoot, yeah Or better be ready to move, damn Jarheads with the warhead Wakin' you up from my minivan Yeah, yeah, I'ma make bail A pussy nigga, you about to tell [Chorus: Chris Brown] Paperwork, haha All these niggas signin' paperwork, pussy You gon' make us put you on a shirt, pussy All these niggas signin' paperwork, pussy, yeah [Verse 2: Lil Twist] Mula, alright Niggas snitchin', niggas bitchin' Niggas snakes, yeah, niggas hissin' That's how pussys end up missin' Oh, did I forget to mention? I was fourteen on this mission I was sixteen with extended clips Smith & Wesson wooden grip Pistol on me, hollowed tips Kill a nigga, no attempt Shoot a nigga in the head Dye his tips, let it drip Put his body in the box Ship it out from the Fifth Mail that shit to his mama Or his pops as a gift, yeah Niggas be rattin' on me (Yeah) Niggas be tellin' on me (Pussy) Niggas be gangster 'til it get gangster Now I'm a felon, homie (Huh) I need the gang from Tunechi (Yeah) Offin' your main lil' homie quick I don't do ladle work (Pow) And I don't do paperwork [Chorus: Chris Brown, Lil Twist] Pussy (Yeah), haha All these niggas signin' paperwork, pussy You gon' make us put you on a shirt, pussy All these niggas signin' paperwork, pussy, yeah