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[Intro: Keri Hilson]

One for the paper, two for the money

Girls get money...

[Verse 1: Keri Hilson]

I don't know what's going on, baby?

What the hell is going wrong, baby?

Used to take me to dinner, used to take me shopping

Now you're asking me for my paper

It's my money, boy my money

I bet you'll never ever get another dime from me

No you can't use the phone, baby

I think you need to get your own

Was looking for a man to hold me down

So how did I end up with you? (yeah, with you)

And as hard as I try

Sometimes is getting hard, paying all these bills

The note on my car, so I don't need no broke broke boy, trying to holler

So baby shut it up till you show me the dollars

[Chorus: Keri Hilson]

One for the paper, two for the money

Brand new bag, new shoes, yeah, I want it

All my girls fly, girls getting money

All my girls fly, girls getting money

One for the paper, two for the money

Nails did, hair did yep, yep I want it

One for the paper, two for the money

All my girls fly, girls getting money

[Verse 2: Lil' Kim]

Nope I ain't checking for you broke ass niggas (Uhn-uhn)

Kim only checking for the dope boy niggas (Bet!)

No, no, no, I'm not a gold, gold digger

I'm just trying to say I got my own dough, nigga

6'2" spans, you know the grown folks nigga

Niggas like Scott, they got they own boat nigga

No middle man, have your own coke nigga

Title to the dopes no car, no nigga

Can't pay my rent with your compliments

And I don't need a man with no accomplishments

No whip, no job, no credit

Me and you is like Alzheimers, forget it!

If you was my sugar, I'd be diabetic

Your game like a old book, I already read it

It's money on my mind boy and you just headache

I need a man with the full package like FedEx

Kim lil' bitches, Mafia, La Bella

Money old like champagne in the cellar

Boy you need to split like a cigerella

You ain't treating me like an ATM teller

So fuck your little cheese, I got my own chedder

So when they make it rain I open up my umbrella

Dior glass slippers, call me Cinderella

Your bank account like these new artists, undeveloped

[Chorus: Keri Hilson]

One for the paper, two for the money

Brand new bag, new shoes, yeah, I want it

All my girls fly, girls getting money

All my girls fly, girls getting money

One for the paper, two for the money

Nails did, hair did yep, yep I want it

One for the paper, two for the money

All my girls fly, girls getting money