Sid diamond – Show Me The Paper

Letra “Sid diamond – Show Me The Paper” Official Lyrics

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Chorus: Sid Diamond

I don’t need to hear your props, show, show me the paper
Show me the paper
Show me the paper (Yeah!)
Show me the paper
Show me the paper
I don’t need to hear your props, show, show me the paper
Show me the paper (Yeah!)
Show me the paper
I don’t need to hear your props, show, show me the paper (Yeah)

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Verse 1: Sid Diamond

It’s the return of the king, yah, numero uno
Cook calamari shout out to my son in uso
You ain’t got my money I’m puttin’ your head on Pluto
Props I don’t need, middle finger you kudos
I’m out for minds, no more favors
No morе features if y’all ain’t payin’
‘Cause I got clout in thе streets I was raised in
Punks want a pass so they need me to save ‘em
Cheers if I waste popularity your beaut can pay the coupe then I’m not doing you charity
Not makin’ you appearances, go ahead and hate
‘Cause if it ain’t cake shit then

Chorus: Sid Diamond, Machine Gun Kelly

I don’t need to hear your props, show, show me the paper
Show me the paper (Yeah!)
Show me the paper
Show me the paper
I don’t need to hear your props, show, show me the paper
Show me the paper
(From New Zealand to the States, Cleveland whaddup?)
Show me the paper
I don’t need to hear your props, show, show me the paper
(MGK, yeah)

Verse 2: Machine Gun Kelly

Show me the paper like it’s temp way
Bitch, I’m the teacher, (What?) head sensei
I can make this money in ten ways (Wooh)
I can take a lot of these motherfuckers to class like Penn state
(Yeah) Show ‘em how to make this bread bank (Come on)
The kid is in this bitch, how the fuck y’all been? (Waddup)
Trying to tell them do whatever just don’t touch my ends (Shut up)
Come in the city where I’m from, where the fuck’s my rent?
But if you talkin’ big money come the fuck on in (Come in)
I’m an Eastside boy, inked up like the bike shops (Yah)
You a little brown nose, me, I don’t like cops (No)
Never been a run up on my chucks and tight knots (Yeah)
And guard your bitch ‘cause I’m a player like I ball for the white socks (Yeah)

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Chorus: Sid Diamond

I don’t need to hear your props, show, show me the paper
Show me the paper (Yeah!)
Show me the paper
Show me the paper
I don’t need to hear your props, show, show me the paper
Show me the paper (Yeah!)
Show me the paper
I don’t need to hear your props, show, show me the paper (Yeah!)