Rich Homie Quan - WWYD Lyrics

Yeah Quan rich Homie
One five what it do? My nigga
Quan what it do?
Rich Homie Baby!

I know a lot of niggas out here broke
Who will do anything for that paper
And I know a lot of bitches out here
Broke, wearing a lot of fake hair
A bunch of make-up (get back hoe)
I was broke down bad with a pager (I was)
I'm from East Atlanta not Decatur (Zone 6)
I remember we ain't use to have cable
(have none)
I remember I was hungry I would stay up
And I'm like what would you
Do for some paper? (I don't know)
Back then nigga I do anything for some paper
Straight up (that right too)
That bid I did
I was kicking door for that paper
(get money) and them neighbors said they say
Me creeping round the corner
But they just hating cause I'm on the come up

I remember I was broke down
Bad for the longest (hey)
Had to thank my God on the way up
(I was broke nigga)
On the fuck shit riding with the 40 (fa fa)
If you owe me, nigga better pay up
(pay up nigga)
Don't talk that shit nigga show me
(just show me)
I'll aim for a ass nigga straight up
(rich homie)
Got a couple bitches saying they know me
(you don't know me)
But Ima let the money talk for me
So I'm like

What would you do for some paper?
What would you do? What would you do?
What would you do for some paper?
What would you do? What would you do?
What would you do? What would you do?
What would you do for some paper?
What would you do for some paper?
I heard you wanna fuck me girl
You prolly wanna fuck this cash
I heard you wanna fuck me girl
You prolly wanna fuck this cash
Yeah, what would you do for some paper?
What would you do for some paper?

You prolly wanna suck a lil dick
Prolly wanna fuck with my clique
For that paper
Boy I'm trying to fuck yo bitch
Then pass the ho to my clique
Why you hatin'?
The nigga know all my homies rich I
Ain't gotta prove to you shit
We on our way up, all my dudes paid up
No more Molly gotta stay up
What would you do for some paper?
Would you cross your partner for some paper?
When he been your partner since day 1
That ain't real shawty (nah)
That money got your head fucked up (it do)
That's your partner girl but you fucked her
And yall pose to be like brothers
But ya'll showing me I can't trust ya
(nah nigga) that forty homie damn right
Nigga Ima bust ya (fa fa fa)
And if I got the choppa homie
Ima make him sing like Usher
Got the authority
Bitches reppin' Rich Homie like a sorority

I remember I was broke down
Bad for the longest (hey)
Had to thank my God on the way up
(I was broke nigga)
On the fuck shit riding with the 40 (fa fa)
If you owe me, nigga better pay up
(pay up nigga)
Don't talk that shit nigga show me
(just show me)
I'll aim for a ass nigga straight up
(rich homie)
Got a couple bitches saying they know me
(you don't know me)
But Ima let the money talk for me
So I'm like

So I'm like what would you do for some paper?
What would you do? What would you do?
What would you do for some
Paper? What would you do? What would you do?
What would you do for some paper?
What would you do for some paper?
I heard you wanna fuck me girl
Prolly wanna fuck this cash
I heard you wanna fuck me girl
Prolly wanna fuck this cash
Yeah, what would you do for some paper?
What would you do for some paper?