Letras
Statik back at it
(Statik Selektah)
"Wall Paper"
'Cause I got big paper, you know what I'm sayin'?
You know what time it is, it's grind time, man
Ain't no time for chit chat
Nothin' to talk about, man
It's that Paul Wallrus, rest in peace Paulie Walnuts
I got dibs like all just
Aw shucks, I'm back again with all crush
Carat cut from fang to fang and everything all plush
Big block boulders and they flawless
If you think I ain't the shit, then you might be sniffin' saw dust
Please get up off my walnuts
D'USSE with a deuce, double deuce what I call this
I'm all bucks, the big kind
The only way I do it is big time, big grind
Big shine, I've been with it
Not a phone number, but I'm tryna get ten digits
I'm talkin 'bout I'm pilin' up a thousand, them M tickets
That cake'll make a stranger hate you harder than ten bigots
Chew on that
And while they sit back, I'm gettin' that big sack
I'm grindin', ain't no time for chit chat, we gettin' stacks
No chit chat, just get the paper (get the paper)
No catchin' up, I'ma catch you later (catch you later)
No handouts and no favors (no favors)
No small talk, we do it major (we do it major)
No chit chat, just get the paper (get the paper)
No catchin' up, I'ma catch you later (catch you later)
No handouts and no favors (no favors)
No small talk, we do it major (we do it major)
Ayy, yo, top pay 101 at the top floor
My lights sound like a movie score
I'm 5'3", but she 5'11"
Them long legs in my 911
Titanium alloy and Teflon
Them other cats keep the bench warm
Franchise player, unique rhyme sayer
Coogi sweater colors in the glass elevator
Five car garages, jewels and massages
Pick my own fit, I don't need no stylist
Every day, sippin' bottles like a toddler
Every day, makin' digits with a comma
Rosé bubbles overflowin' in my glass flute