Correction Lyrics Paper Cuts by Casey Veggies

Featuring(s) : Wiz Khalifa

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Lyrics

Fingers hurtin' now from counting all this paper up (Aw, yeah)
All this money, when I count it, I get paper cuts (Aw, yeah)
Gotta get back to the bag, I can't lay with ya (Get that cash)
Plus you only hit my phone when it's late
But I'm like wait, wait, wait, wait
Hold up, wait a minute
I'm like wait, wait, wait, wait
Hold up, wait a minute
I'm like wait, wait, wait, wait
Hold up, wait a minute
I'm like wait, wait, wait, wait
Hold up, wait a minute

[Casey Veggies]
Hold up, yeah
Fly like I got a new stylist
Grew up around money and violence
Niggas be running their mouth (Yeah)
When they see me in person, they silent (Damn)
She told me she want me to save her (Uh)
And I told her "Baby, you wildin'"
She told me she can keep a secret and she ain't gon' say nothin' about it
I wanna hop in a Coupe (Uh)
A one that only fit two (Yeah)
Yeah, baby, it's just me and you (Uh)
Them hoes is just something to do
Yeah, girl, I've been getting to that bag, trying to get my paper up
She like "Boy, you only hit me when it's late," but I'm like
Hold up, wait a minute
Y'all thought I was finished
All my shit authentic
Like Caine and O-Dog, I'm a menace
Baby told me she in love
But I don't really think she meant it
Baby wanna fuck with the plug, wanna fuck with a boss, young nigga, that's spendin', aw, man

[Casey Veggies]
Yeah, hold up, wait a minute
In the game, ain't no scrimmage
Young boss nigga, went major but I could do this shit independent (For real)
Baby girl said I'm her favorite and she hit my line like, "Let's get it" (Oh, yeah)
How you claim you doing it big but you ain't making no difference? (Uh-huh)
Brand new car, came kitted (Kitted)
Came a long way from that Civic (Yeah)
Young nigga came from the bottom, now we going back-to-back in them Benzes (Benzes)
When me and Wiz walk in the party, man, them hoes gon' go in a frenzy (Yeah)
I like my lil' baby naughty but I told her, "Don't be too friendly" (Friendly)
He got the money, I ain't even have to work (Work)
Got that hoe and I ain't even have to search (Search)
She hopped in, I ain't even have to flirt (Flirt)
She knew my name 'fore I even said a word (Word)
I'm going crazy, I'm going absurd (Hey)
Gettin' checks like the first and the third
Countin' up, got my fingers hurtin'
In the trap, a nigga don't get nervous

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