If it ain't about my paper   (Paper)   The bitch don't call me   (Bitch don't call me)   'Cause I'm about my motherfucking business   (My business)   So you can kill that talking   (Kill that talking)   If you ain't got no motherfucking confrontation   Then keep on walking   (Watch out there now)   'Cause I'm about to show you   What you paid for when you came here   Put your hands up, let's get this motherfucker started      Who could talk about that money better than me?   Who could stay so hood femininely?   Who stay on 5th Ave spending them G's?   Who's just as controversial as Eminem be?   F O X Y, East Coast, West Side   Who the fuck really want come test I   Don't start no shit tonight   You know them gangsta Brooklyn niggas is quick to fight      But we about our doe, you know how that go   You know Brown come through with the hot ass flow   And go straight at them, quickly go platinum   Still cocky, wrist still rocky   Real chunky niggas still want me   Still touring and shopping in every country   Fox, pooh and pretty run this city      If it ain't about my paper   (Paper)   The bitch don't call me   (Bitch don't call me)   'Cause I'm about my motherfucking business   (My business)   So you can kill that talking   (Kill that talking)   If you ain't got no motherfucking confrontation   Then keep on walking   (Watch out there now)   'Cause I'm about to show you   What you paid for when you came here   Put your hands up, let's get this motherfucker started      I came here to take my dick out, look out   If you ain't 'bout that sucking, fucking, smoking or drinking   The hooker get out   I ain't come here for no foolishness   I'm cute as lil' bow wow but throw bows like Ludacris   Let me through here, let me bust something   Let me do this shit   The original booth, ain't no fucking duplicate   Passportin' when a pen on the pad      You gotta fuck me right now bitch, I'm the man   Dropping 12th ward B's on them   Bitch I'm loaded so don't ask me about no motherfucking weed aroma   Yeah I'm grammy nominated   When the 'Lou says James Brown ain't been this animated   Bitch I thought I told you   I'm the rappin' Ray Lewis, nigga I'll fold you   That's how these niggas get they shit knocked down   From fucking with mystikal and the chick fox brown      If it ain't about my paper   (Paper)   The bitch don't call me   (Bitch don't call me)   'Cause I'm about my motherfucking business   (My business)   So you can kill that talking   (Kill that talking)   If you ain't got no motherfucking confrontation   Then keep on walking   (Watch out there now)   'Cause I'm about to show you   What you paid for when you came here   Put your hands up, let's get this motherfucker started      Foxy thing, watch yourself   Show me what you're working with   Foxy thing      Without that cash, what the fuck I'm gaining?   Stop your complaining   When rappers fade, fox is remaining   If you shoot just watch where you're aiming   This is real, it's not entertainment   The same way I ball I could quickly fall   But nah, I'm still here, till I retire      With them chrome things filling my tires   To my niggas in the slammer, with you all stiff hammer   Ain't nothing change, titties still bananas   Still slim, still the prettiest rap broad   No bra, nipples still hard   Yeah La Pearla strings and Belvedere   How the fuck that little bitch do that there?      If it ain't about my paper   (Paper)   The bitch don't call me   (Bitch don't call me)   'Cause I'm about my motherfucking business   (My business)   So you can kill that talking   (Kill that talking)   If you ain't got no motherfucking confrontation   Then keep on walking   (Watch out there now)   'Cause I'm about to show you   What you paid for when you came here   Put your hands up, let's get this motherfucker started