Paper Plates
Nigo, A$AP Ferg, Pharrell Williams
Yeah
You know that feeling from the paper plates?
Hitters squintin' like they just been maced
Rub it in their face until it's chafe (woo, yeah)
Richard Millie, ain't no time to wait (woo, yeah)
Storm Kawasaki in the night (yeah, right)
Flame throwin' zombies out the way (woo, yeah)
In the cut like a racer (damn)
Hundred thou' for the Jacob (damn)
Clear face, no makeup (damn)
On the finger, a glacier (yeah)
Hood Pope got his cake up (ah, damn)
Got a scope with a laser (right?)
Up in Harlem buyin' acres
My closet in danger (that's right)
Hit her when I had the custom new teeth (girl)
All these cuts like I'm friends with Bruce Lee
Hundred hoes like I'm a loose leaf (woo)
Jungle music like I'm Fela Kuti (hoo, hoo, hoo hoo)
Tunnel vision, nigga, fuck the groupies
You's a fan, how you try to sue me? (yeah)
Mama first class like she boujee (ah, yeah)
Livin' bigger than BIG in Juicy (hoo!)
You know that feeling from the paper plates? (woo)
Hitter squintin' like they just been maced (right, yeah)
Rub it in their face until it's chafe (woo, yeah)
Richard Millie, ain't no time to wait (woo, yeah)
Storm Kawasaki in the night (yeah, right)
Flame throwin' zombies out the way (woo, yeah)
Julius Caesar with a Caesar (yeah)
Floatin' on 'em like Jesus (right)
Pass the keys to the Beamer (woo)
Piss Cris, for leisure (that's right)
Not if I'm one to lead her (damn)
Flip phone got the heaters (woo, damn)
Another deal with Adidas
You can miss with the features (yeah)
I'm Puff with the grey patch sippin' Cris (girl)
Only nigga make my niggas rich
Life is sweeter than licorice
Uncle used to be mixin' grits (hoo, hoo, hoo hoo)
Tiffany's put the wrist in drip (yeah)
Got 'em sicker than syphilis (yeah)
Chariot for my emperors (damn)
P in Harlem and they kickin' flips (right)
You know that feeling from the paper plates? (woo)
Hitter squintin' like they just been maced (right, yeah)
Rub it in their face until it's chafe (woo, yeah)
Richard Millie, ain't no time to wait (woo, yeah)
Storm Kawasaki in the night (yeah, right)
Flame throwin' zombies out the way (woo, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Written by: Darold Durard Brown Ferguson Jr., Pharrell WilliamsLyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLCLyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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