Verse One:

You want some paypa girl, from the paypa boy (naw)

Shawty love the boy, she trying to bun up the boy (naw)

You ain’t my main chick, you just a groupie broad

I gave you stiff diss, I’m not the movie boy

I’m mister hotel, I’m mister motel

Back seat, back shots, whats up with some more head

Boy ain’t no tricker, you ain’t getting no bread

Have you ever felt a stiff arm to the forehead?

I don’t even like her, I just want to pipe her

Leave her to the next man to wife her, you dig

When I hit these broads, I don’t kiss these broads

I’m mister one night stand how I diss these broads

And I got her on dvd like a porno star

You in a house on a cellie phone boning a broad

I got the mouth and the tellie, then I boned her dawg

She caught the nut like a **** right between her jaw

Chorus

I’m mister paypa boy, paypa boy…

We grind get that dat paypa yall

Paypa boy, paypa boy…

We hustle get dat paypa yall

Paypa boy paypa boy…

HG be getting paypa yall

Paypa boy, paypa boy…

They use to call me multi now they call paypa boy

Verse two:

She know its paypa be, so she goosin me

See all these dudes in the club, but she chose me

But I ain’t trippin off these broads, I’m mister MOB

I be doing me grinding I be moving trees

But then I broke her off some bread, now she blowing me

Blowing up my phone like she go with me

Shawty talking reckless, want me to take her home with me

Stiffness and bubblegum you rather give her ESG you crazy,

shawty imma playa, you can’t play me

You love the pipe so much I should let you pay me

When I’m in that **** I be fucking like I’m crazy

Girl I had the rubber on you can’t get me with the baby (naw)

DNA a prove that it was another dude

And that it wasn’t me I hit you with the stick it move

I’m the one hitter quitter I one nite standa

Pull my pants up roll out with the hammer

Chorus

I’m mister paypa boy, paypa boy…

We grind get that dat paypa yall

Paypa boy, paypa boy…

We hustle get dat paypa yall

Paypa boy paypa