Get Your Paper
Paul Wall Lyrics


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[Chorus]
Hey gon' salute me
I don't flip, never that
But I know how to get it, I know where the money at
Them haters talkin' down, see him comin' up
I get money, stay true, get your paper up
Hey see me, hold it down
Ridin' fresh with the paint, doors open
Them haters talkin' down, see him comin' up
I get money, stay true, get your paper up

It's Paul Wall baby, Swishahouse Spokesman
I'm crushing all competition like a coke can
I'm with that Damon Jones Mix-O and Black Lac
In that Lac with the trunk cracked, I'm swingin'
Until the swingers collapse, I'm back, I'm stuntin'
Comin' down on gold tires, I'm on the block, holdin' it down
Like some ? I keep the swingers pokin' I got the
Windows open, white cup with somethin' potent, wood wheel
Still what I'm chokin', I'm on that Antwan with Lou, Hawk, and
Freddie Thug, this small of ? is makin' their heads bop, that's
My job, my mind's on stackin' on what, these boys out here chasin'
Broads, look close it's no mirage, I got somethin' ballin' dawg

[Chorus]

I'm on the block holdin' posts like Jermaine O' Neal
No ice grill, just cold steel, that's a gangsta grill
I'm down for that drama so I'm known to pack a cannon
A sharp seein' hittin' targets like Peyton Manning
And you can catch me in the hood like a liquor store
Roll those dice, let's get that dough, I'm 6-8, I'm 10-4
I got that Tish from black, that tip got my back
I put them elbows under the Lac, and know they plottin' ta jack
Boppers don't know how to act, I'm leanin' back and countin' stacks
Postin' up on big wheels, still sippin' ? don't get distressed
I'm out here chasin' banks, breakin' bread and sippin' drank, accumulating
My Benz taste, my mind straight, and my paper chase

[Chorus]

My vision's nocturnal so I'm grindin' all night
I gotta cup that's rather purple, so it's oil and it's Spirte
I got some partnas in the cage, I be shootin' them kites, them other
Guys is all hype, tell them suckas take a hike baby, you see them
? you see them hundred spokes, I'm holdin' spokes just wood
Deep, ya get it, coast to coast, I'm slabbin' candy drops, punchin' clocks
And slammin' broads, I got money like Reggie Bush, my billboard got a lotta
Yards, I'm with that Poppa Joe, I got dro on da low, I keep the lean for a month
Or so, but I'm back on it, I can't let go, I'm down with T.Farris and G.Dat, we
Switchin' glass, some of these boys ain't lastin' we still right here countin' cash





[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

In the lyrics of “Get Your Paper,” the two rappers, Paul Wall and Yung Redd encourage listeners to focus on making money instead of worrying about critics and haters. The song begins with a hook that argues that even though Wall does not sell drugs, he knows how to find money. The verses that follow are dedicated to describing how the rappers have gotten rich – by working hard, being true to themselves, and staying focused on the goal. They brag about the cars they drive, the money they make, and the respect they command. The lyrics are peppered with references to their street credibility, including their willingness to carry guns and their friendship with other famous Houston hip-hop artists.


Overall, the message of “Get Your Paper” is that success is a means of proving oneself to be a powerful and independent individual.


The song is notable for its distinctive Texas-style production, which mixes a slow, heavy beat with melodic synthesizers and chopped and screwed vocal samples. The track was produced by Salih Williams who has worked with both Paul Wall and Yung Redd.


Line by Line Meaning

Hey gon' salute me
Respect me and acknowledge my success.


I don't flip, never that
I don't switch sides or betray my principles.


But I know how to get it, I know where the money at
I have the know-how and connections to earn money.


Them haters talkin' down, see him comin' up
Critics who once disregarded me are now witnessing my prosperity.


I get money, stay true, get your paper up
I maintain my authenticity while accumulating wealth, and encourage others to do the same.


Hey see me, hold it down
Look at me representing my community and keeping order.


Ridin' fresh with the paint, doors open
I'm cruising in a car that's been detailed and customized to my liking.


Them haters talkin' down, see him comin' up
Those who doubted me before are now realizing my increasing success.


I get money, stay true, get your paper up
I stay focused on my wealth-building goals while maintaining my authenticity, and encourage others to do the same.


It's Paul Wall baby, Swishahouse Spokesman
I am Paul Wall, representing and promoting the recording label Swishahouse.


I'm crushing all competition like a coke can
I am dominating and surpassing rivals with ease, just like crushing a can of soda.


I'm with that Damon Jones Mix-O and Black Lac
I'm riding around town with Damon Jones, Mix-O, and my black Cadillac.


In that Lac with the trunk cracked, I'm swingin'
I'm cruising in my Cadillac with a broken trunk, while my vehicle is bouncing up and down.


Until the swingers collapse, I'm back, I'm stuntin'
I continue to swing, display my wealth, and stunt with style, even when the swingers break down.


Comin' down on gold tires, I'm on the block, holdin' it down
I'm making an entrance in my car with gold tires, and I'm holding down my block with my presence and reputation.


Like some ?, I keep the swingers pokin' I got the
Similar to a puzzle, I keep the swingers functioning well, and I possess the ability to do so.


Windows open, white cup with somethin' potent, wood wheel
My car windows are open, I'm holding a cup containing something strong, and my wooden steering wheel adds to my car's style.


Still what I'm chokin', I'm on that Antwan with Lou, Hawk, and Freddie Thug, this small of ? is makin' their heads bop, that's My job
I'm still smoking, and listening to music by Antwan, Lou, Hawk, and Freddie Thug, and my enjoyment of the music is causing others to dance and nod their heads, which is my objective as a musician.


My mind's on stackin' on what, these boys out here chasin' Broads, look close it's no mirage, I got somethin' ballin' dawg
While others are out here chasing women, my focus is on accumulating wealth, and what I have is not just an illusion but is truly prosperous.


I'm on the block holdin' posts like Jermaine O' Neal
I'm standing firm like basketball player Jermaine O'Neal, holding my position on the block.


No ice grill, just cold steel, that's a gangsta grill
I don't have a cold expression, but rather a stern and serious one, that is a characteristic of a gangsta.


I'm down for that drama so I'm known to pack a cannon
I am willing and prepared for violence, so I carry a firearm to protect myself.


A sharp seein' hittin' targets like Peyton Manning
I have excellent eyesight and can hit targets precisely, much like football quarterback Peyton Manning throws footballs with accuracy.


And you can catch me in the hood like a liquor store
You can find me in my neighborhood just like a local liquor store.


Roll those dice, let's get that dough, I'm 6-8, I'm 10-4
Let's take a chance and gamble to earn financial profit, and I am 6 feet 8 inches tall and in agreement in regards to the situation.


I got that Tish from black, that tip got my back
I have a friend named Tish who gives me support and has my back in any situation.


I put them elbows under the Lac, and know they plottin' ta jack
I strategically positioned the elbows of my Cadillac under the frame, knowing that others may attempt to steal my vehicle.


Boppers don't know how to act, I'm leanin' back and countin' stacks
Young women don't behave appropriately, so I'm relaxing and counting my money instead.


Postin' up on big wheels, still sippin' ? don't get distressed
I am standing confidently and proudly next to my large wheels, still enjoying my beverage without any worry or trouble.


I'm out here chasin' banks, breakin' bread and sippin' drank, accumulating
I am actively pursuing money, sharing and enjoying my beverages, and accumulating wealth.


My Benz taste, my mind straight, and my paper chase
I have a taste for expensive cars like the Mercedes-Benz, my mind is clear and focused, and I am dedicated to accumulating wealth.


My vision's nocturnal so I'm grindin' all night
I work hard during night-time hours since my vision at that time is optimal.


I gotta cup that's rather purple, so it's oil and it's Spirte
I have a cup that is colored purple and contains a mixture of oil and Sprite soda.


I got some partnas in the cage, I be shootin' them kites, them other Guys is all hype, tell them suckas take a hike baby, you see them
I have incarcerated friends to whom I send letters, but other people who act tough are just pretentious and should leave.


? you see them hundred spokes, I'm holdin' spokes just wood
You may see my car's large, decorative wheel rims, but in reality, they are made of wood.


Deep, ya get it, coast to coast, I'm slabbin' candy drops, punchin' clocks And slammin' broads, I got money like Reggie Bush, my billboard got a lotta Yards
My actions and statements have a deeper meaning, and I am driving my candy-colored car across the country, working hard and having fun with women, and I have a lot of wealth like football player Reggie Bush and my billboard has a lot of visibility.


I'm with that Poppa Joe, I got dro on da low, I keep the lean for a month Or so, but I'm back on it, I can't let go
I'm hanging out with my friend Poppa Joe, but I'm using drugs quietly to avoid attention, and while I occasionally quit my habit, I always return to it eventually.


I'm down with T.Farris and G.Dat, we Switchin' glass, some of these boys ain't lastin' we still right here countin' cash
I associate with T.Farris and G.Dat, and we are toasting drinks, but some of my peers are not enduring and we're still here amassing money.


[Chorus]
Refrain repeated throughout the song.




Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: LEROY WILLIAMS, CHRISTOPHER GALLIEN, T. FARRIS, LEWIS KINOSHI, PAUL MICHAEL SLAYTON

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