What You Need lyrics

Artist  : Paperboys 
Song : What You Need



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"Yo its on

ima put it together in ma hooded sean john
sweater 

So full of footageI bomb better 

Don juan with some strong feathers

flying from storms to warm weather 

And my long johns are gone its all pleasure 

Im an umbrella just trying to keep the rain away


My training day ended with ovations

Fuck what haters say 

Im made to play and I stay where gladiators lay


I stay babyfaced 

stay debated while you fade to grey 

I made em say -hey- this muthafucka knows what
he`s doing 

See ive created and ive rose from the ruins 

Keeping soldiers influenced by dropping hot shit


Face it im toxic my palm`s clutching bombs in
your cockpit 

So when its on bring your chopsticks

pick up the bits and pieces 

Coming for your chips and your visas 

Flip the meter 

stick to the script a real leaderHail cesarI can
picture this shit, 

real fever



“Listen up and follow the flow 

we`ve risen up to follow the dough

that’s how im living, but yàll don’t now 

im what you need

we don’t care what you call it 

it’s a ball we can all afford(oslo, we`ve got
you on it)

i'm what you need”



Everybody get up 

and holler if you hear me 

there`s nothing but bottles here 

so give em a swallow and share fairly 

I solemly swear to care

clearly im out of the bottom this year 

And properly prepared

living carefree 

With barefeet up in the studio

see me puto rubio 

Shining like a movie 

future`s beautiful 

Coz who you know quite like me?

That’s pretty unlikely 

See im tight like the stripes on ma nike`s(I see)


incredible im on a level with nothing better to
do 

than getting ahead of you

getting ready to

steady spew

letting em know now

knuckle up and go rounds 

so listen up fuckers this is profound 

slowdown a little bit

I guess yall don’t get it coz yall are idiots


professional critcs, im gon spit at it (….) 

fucking illiterates can get the balls 

no reason to get involved 

cant please em all

fuck yall



I'm pretty sure that I told em before

but now i guess I`ve got to tell em again 

You know its over when the double A flow 

because aint nobody better than them



Aint no need to flatter this bastard

im the shit

spit battery acid 

Picture it

ma scriptures had to be crafted 

I flipped and now they`re flabbergasted 

cos I hit like astrix 

A master

getting his ass licked 

Equipped with a bag of classics

while yall are still stuck with the fits 

I`ll be passing traffic

With nasty habits I attack the cut 

And plus I flow like the aquaduct

so back the fuck up