Paper Proclamation - Suff Daddy, Mayer Hawthorne

This is a paper proclamation

If you ain’t bout' the dough

Homebody you got to go

Hand me the right denomination

And let the dollars stack, aight, then holla' back

Ain’t got no time, no time

To chop it up, chop, chop it up (chop, chop)

Get to the bottom line

Then wrap it up, wrap, wrap it up

If you’s a grown ass man

Well then shake my hand for fun

Handshake, then break

This ain’t no interview

I got shit to do

So much, respect

But cut the check, man

This is a paper proclamation

If you ain’t bout' the dough

Homebody you got to go

Hand me the right denomination

And let the dollars stack, aight, then holla' back

Hair like a diamond mine

Can’t stop my shine, stop, stop my shine (stop, stop)

Ain’t nothing on my mind

But dollar signs, dol-dollar signs

If you’s a grown ass man

Well then shak my hand for fun

Handshake, then break

This ain’t no intrview

I got shit to do

So much, respect

But cut the check, man

This is a paper proclamation (uh oo, yeah)

If you ain’t bout' the dough

Homebody you got to go ()

Hand me the right denomination, (right now)

And let the dollars stack, aight, then holla' back

Aight, then holla' back

(Aight, then holla' back)

(Oh oo, oh oo, oh oo oh oh, oh)

Love is love

Keep it moving cuz'

Love is love, keep it moving

Love is love

Keep it moving cuz'

Love is love, keep it moving

Love is love

Keep it moving cuz'

Love is love, keep it moving

Love is love

Keep it moving cuz'

Love is love, keep it moving

(Chop, chop)

(Stop, stop)