Chiddy Bang – Paper And Plastic lyrics

Love is all in my brain
Paper all in my plastic
Love is all in my brain
Paper all in my plastic

I need them big stacks
I eat a big mac
The smoke is fruity
Try to sue me cause I did that
I got a zip on, in every zip code
And I'ma trip though
I'm on my ish, bro
Stand up, stand up
Yeah I'm bout to get grands up
Lock it down, lock it down
And I got your mixes on handcuffs
But don't judge me, they like to love me
Come from the hood, I need a house about the country
Yeah, that's tasty, and I'm bout to get a cake like pastry
I see my vision I'm thinking it's like hd
But no wonder my heart stuck on ac, yeah
I said we turned up and is it too loud
Mama call you home
We fin to move out, fly out, kencoon
Abu dabi, same doom
Ain't about the money homie I don't understand you
Late night, grip trashed, but the house crashed
Like it's pretty damaged
One me, 2 hers, do the match, Chiddy sandwich

What's happening, I'm a party captain
Pimping on a sandwich, I'ma need some napkins
... Done got me in traffic, that's when things get nasty
Dirty's all in my brain, fin to get my paper and plastic
What's happening, I'm a party captain
Pimping on a sandwich, I'ma need some napkins
... Done got me in traffic, that's when things get nasty
Dirty's all in my brain, fin to get my paper and plastic

I need that cash fly, I need that nast that
I eat a sandwich out here, and pepper could you pass that
I'm bout to tat that, she got her backpack
I gotta have that, just call me papi chulo

Oh hey captain, fresh lil guy I'm...
Bout to go ham in the kitchen
Ham in the kitchen, somebody grab a pen
Yes sir could I have a hen
Nuts always to the bet of a plan
We fin to kill your browser man
And my swell on 10 000 grand
Adam Richman yeah homie that's the perfect move
I'm the man, and all these rappers I'm versing fool
... Stage one, close the curtain too
The grass is green and the earth is blue
So I'ma make green and get a blue whip
Yeah I be on my cool ish
That's the Californian... By the pool ish
Stake's off, roof griss, means that, too sick
Live show, new kit, vacate, don't trip
We ain't gonn slip

What's happening, I'm a party captain
Pimping on a sandwich, I'ma need some napkins
... Done got me in traffic, that's when things get nasty
Dirty's all in my brain, fin to get my paper and plastic
What's happening, I'm a party captain
Pimping on a sandwich, I'ma need some napkins
... Done got me in traffic, that's when things get nasty
Dirty's all in my brain, fin to get my paper and plastic