My mansion sittin' on forty acres
Who da neighbors
Kobe Bryant from tha' Lakers
Now that's paper (Who?)
Kobe Bryant from tha' Lakers
Now that's paper (Who?)
Kobe Bryant from tha' Lakers
Now that's paper (Who?)

Big cribs, lot of cars, enormous prices
I ain't gon tell you what I spend but my plug might
Get money, get pussy, smokin' weed forever rub that money
In my palms 'cause it grease better
Whole real estate, came with a lot of zeros (How you do that maynee?)
Sold to a lot of people, over thirty million sold, that's a lot of people
Now I got a big crib that fit a lot of people

My mansion sittin' on forty acres
Who da neighbors
Kobe Bryant from tha' Lakers
Now that's paper (Who?)
Kobe Bryant from tha' Lakers
Now that's paper (Who?)
Kobe Bryant from tha' Lakers
Now that's paper (Who?)

Straight from the projects, now I ride Maserati
The life of a mob nigga, I think I am John Gotti
Bank statement proof, I buy what I chose
I say forty racks, and I throw it out and I'm cool (You know it!)
Got all these thirsty bitches think I'm gon' pay 'em
You think you care, but money you gets nan'
No need for rich fans, the owner know who I am
Two bottles of Ros, two models of in both hands

My mansion sittin' on forty acres
Who da neighbors
Kobe Bryant from tha' Lakers
Now that's paper (Who?)
Kobe Bryant from tha' Lakers
Now that's paper (Who?)
Kobe Bryant from tha' Lakers
Now that's paper (Who?)

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