[Intro: Irv Gotti]
Let's talk about it, let's-let's talk about it for one second
Shouldn't that had been in a real world, the death blow?
The guy who's proclaiming to be the roughest, toughest don dava, bully
You got beat up and spoked up and you ran to the precinct and pressed charges on us
And you took on all the protection
That's like your baby mama does
And you're sayin', "I smell pussy," it's you

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Paperwork, haha
All these n***as signin' paperwork, pussy
You gon' make us put you on a shirt, pussy
All these n***as signin' paperwork, pussy, yeah

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Put your bread up, I wanna take that fade
I don't gotta fuck your ho, I'ma just take your chain
Bitch, I'm fed up, fuck your set you claimin'
Pull up right now, pussy n***a, let's do this thing
Y'all n***as ain't bangers, y'all n***as ain't players
We don't do no favors
Y'all n***as ain't gangsters, y'all n***as just betas
Y'all n***as ain't alphas
Keep throwin' up fingers
Make you eat one of them fingers, gon' doubt us
Shit be brazy, shit be wild, wild
None of y'all tellin' the truth, damn
I see the bitch all in you, bang
You better be ready to shoot, yeah
Or better be ready to move, damn
Jarheads with the warhead
Wakin' you up from my minivan
Yeah, yeah, I'ma make bail
A pussy n***a, you about to tell
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Paperwork, haha
All these n***as signin' paperwork, pussy
You gon' make us put you on a shirt, pussy
All these n***as signin' paperwork, pussy, yeah

[Verse 2: Lil Twist]
Mula, alright
N***as snitchin', n***as bitchin'
N***as snakes, yeah, n***as hissin'
That's how pussys end up missin'
Oh, did I forget to mention?
I was fourteen on this mission
I was sixteen with extended clips
Smith & Wesson wouldn't grip
Pistol on me, hollowed tips
Kill a n***a, no attempt
Shoot a n***a in the head
Dye his tips, let it drip
Put his body in the box
Ship it out from the Fifth
Mail that shit to his mama
Or his pops as a gift, yeah
N***as be rattin' on me (Yeah)
N***as be tellin' on me (Pussy)
N***as be gangster 'til it get gangster
Now I'm a felon, homie (Huh)
I need the gang from Tunechi (Yeah)
Offin' your man and homie quick
I done did laid the work (Pow)
And I don't do paperwork
[Chorus: Chris Brown, Lil Twist]
Pussy (Yeah), haha
All these n***as signin' paperwork, pussy
You gon' make us put you on a shirt, pussy
All these n***as signin' paperwork, pussy, yeah