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[Foxy Brown]Uhh, uhh, uh-huhUhh (paper chase)Bonnie n ClydeY'all motherfuckers know how it's goin down(gotta get that paper y'all)That's right, uhh(Uh-huh uh, yeah, Roc-a-Fella, yeahPaper chase y'all, paper chase WHAT? Uh)Greyhound bitch, stay down bitchBout to set up shop with Jay, round this bitchHalf a brick of yea, bout to lay down this bitch(til November?) Nah, I'm here to like slay down this bitchWhat you think? I don't wanna have to spray down this bitchCall my whole team, from around the way down this bitchI'm tryin to stay down this bitch, play down this bitchHad a sound, so my nigga Jay drown the sixRoll the windows down and, weight round this bitchBut there's a couple things 'fore it's OK round this bitchGotta talk to the natives, let em know I'm here for all to get the paydays, first I line up all the hatersI got jobs for ya, drop stars for yaMore arms than Green Bay's Brett Favre for yaMoney providentials hope that's not a problem for yaIf so, Jigga be here, day after tomorrow for ya (That's right!)[Chorus: Foxy, Jay-Z][F] Gotta get that paper dog[F] Gotta touch that, love that, paper dog, uhh![J] Gotta get that paper dog[J] Gotta have that grab that paper dog![F] Gotta get that paper dog[F] Gotta spend that, bend that, split that, get that[J] Gotta get that paper dog[J] When I needs that, G stack, tell me where the weed's at?[Jay-Z]I got my two guns, I came to scoop onesA down ass bitch and she down to clickGot a nice little hooptie that I get around withAnd my plan is, not to leave this town til I'm richGotta find a nigga sellin all them ounces and shitTell them get down with the click or get found in a ditchSee I drop down and strip, I turn around and spitNot to hit em, just to let em know the sound of shitReturn later that evening in the club with FoxAnd I got the snub nosed for those that love to boxI'm in search of them young niggaz that hug the blockall day, til it's like gray outsideShoot dice talkin shit all day outsideAnd even when it's hot, they outsideLet em know, how it's gon' go, Bonnie n ClydeAnd aiyyo, you will want me on your side[Chorus][Jay-Z]Yo, yeah, I got that stress and I got it the bestI ain't got it to give but I got it to testAnd if you wanna get down, all you gotta investis your time, I gotta move this in a, week or lessFor the next couple of days I brought her all I posessThe Rolex, necklaces with the VVSTwin to drive in the passenger with a TV restFor my top draft picks I cop the new GSNow all the little soldiers wanna roll with my teamCause I ain't sold em a dream, I just showed em the creamPicked em up in the afternoons and told em some thingsYou know the regular shit you do when you moldin them teensYo, never lay your head where you holdin them thingsFrom family, to your business, nothing goes in betweenNever feared no man, put four in his BeemDrop your gun then, blow the scene, ya heard me?[Chorus]more