Paper Hound - K Rino

Man, I’m tired of gold diggers so I’ll speak on the topic

Judging dudes on what car they drive or what’s in their pocket

If you walk up to a female and just tell her hello

They turn they nose and frown up at you like you called them a ho

They look at you like you strange and start playing little games

But if I roll up in a Benz, they whole attitude will changed

They don’t want a man they rather have a trick instead

Can’t approach unless I got some money glued to my head

I see em at the club, I see em at the mall nine scenes

Like they everywhere man I even see 'em in my dreams

I’m a call it out on sight until I bring it to life

(«Player you mad because she ain’t give you enough») you damn right

But on the real it’s the truth cause your survival solution

Ain’t nothing but a form of low budget bootleg prostitution

The same baller with the car, the same baller with the cash

Are we the same dude that stump in the mud hole up in yo ass

You a paper hound, fiending for ends

Masturbating off a hundreds, fifty’s, twenty’s and tens

Chasing money, fame, jewels, shopping sprees, and food

But when it comes to tricking baby I just ain’t that dude

You a paper hound, you way out of line

Even when you got your own you still tryna get mine

Chasing money, fame, jewels, shopping sprees and food

But when it comes to tricking baby I just ain’t that dude

You walk around like you a virgin, I know what’chu about

So much other dirt in your closet the skeletons moved out

See I know she pack a shovel I ain’t tryna to save her

I know she broaching, hell I felt like I was doing her a favour

See I don’t mind being a gentleman, and leaning the shoulder

But where I draw the line is when you try’na be to get over

Why go to Papados and spend fifty on all that bull?

We can drop ten at Timmy Chan and both get full

See I was at the Shoppano’s buying some chips and a coke

Saw a nice looking female I approached her and spoke

She looked at me like I’m crazy, didn’t even reply

I walked away and went and got what I was in there to buy

When it was time to pay for my stuff I pull out a stack

When she saw that she immediately hopped up my sack

Gave me her number told me that she wanted to show me her skills

But what she didn’t know that cash was for my rent and my bill

You a paper hound, fiending for ends

Masturbating off a hundreds, fifty’s, twenty’s and tens

Chasing money, fame, jewels, shopping sprees, and food

But when it comes to tricking baby I just ain’t that dude

You a paper hound, you way out of line

Even when you got your own you still tryna get mine

Chasing money, fame, jewels, shopping sprees and food

But when it comes to tricking baby I just ain’t that dude

You got the kindness thang for everythang up under the sun

Others feel like if you take em out to dinner they won

Me and K-O we was rolling you ain’t think we saw you face

I’m hopping off the bus and walk inside the Welfare place

The only money making scheme of ya own is ya practice

Is when you let somebody else carry ya kids on your taxes

I will sweat you, I’ll bet you’ll take me straight out if I let you

Pay your bills, take you shopping, slow down damn I just met you!

On the cutting, dissing my car, I can’t understand it

As if you use to ride around town in Bentleys and Phantoms

Looking for the truth to handle money like you was the bomb

My daddy grew up with’cha mama now see where you get it from?

I was mobbing with my potna’s, and you tried to be one of us

Girl you need to take yo ass to gold-diggers anonymous

Cause it’s spreading like a virus, in and out of the hood

They digging sliver tin aluminum brick copper and wood

You a paper hound, fiending for ends

Masturbating off a hundreds, fifty’s, twenty’s and tens

Chasing money, fame, jewels, shopping sprees, and food

But when it comes to tricking baby I just ain’t that dude

You a paper hound, you way out of line

Even when you got your own you still tryna get mine

Chasing money, fame, jewels, shopping sprees and food

But when it comes to tricking baby I just ain’t that dude