Ms. Paper Lyrics By Ayra Starr

• Artist Ayra Starr
• Featured Theodora
• Title Ms. Paper
• Album Starrgirl

Turn me on like gasolina
I make money, bae, I’ll call you later
Moi, c’est Miss Kitoko ou Miss Paper
Mister Money, Mister Money, come see Ms. Paper
Turn me on like gasolina
I make money, bae, I’ll call you later
Moi, c’est Miss Kitoko ou Miss Paper
Mister Money, Mister Money, come see Ms. Paper

Money, money, Mister Loser, don’t kill my vibe
Money, money, Ms. Paper, we be hot and fine
Money, money, as long I got you, I should be fun
I love you, but don’t go and kill my vibe
Money, money, I need more
Put it right there on the floor
Meet me right there by the door
Red light, green light, go

He from France, they say, “Oui, oui,” I say “Ouh-là-là”
Baby got that spicy for sure, call me Sriracha
We can take this back to your spot, back to the casa
We can light this shit up for sure like gasolina

(Turn me, turn me, turn me, turn me)
Turn me on like gasolina (mm, hm, hm)
I make money, bae, I’ll call you later (hm, hm, hm)
Moi, c’est Miss Kitoko ou Miss Paper
Mister Money, Mister Money, come see Ms. Paper
Turn me on like gasolina (hm, hm, hm)
I make money, bae, I’ll call you later (hm, hm, hm)
Moi, c’est Miss Kitoko ou Miss Paper
Mister Money, Mister Money, come see Ms. Paper

Over cream, yeah, paper over cream (okay)
All white nails when I’m counting up the green (what else?)
I’ve been on go with my day one things (right)
Everyone a winner in my cliqué, we sellin’ dreams

Come and lick, it taste like bubblegum-gum
Mets ton nez, it smells like proper bum-bum
Et j’suis pas dumb-dumb, même si tu go down-down
J’aime trop ma liasse pour avoir un gros, baby, bum’-bum’ (bum’-bum’-bum)

On m’appelle Miss Kitoko
Congolaise genre Yohji Yamamoto
Il m’faut vingt mille p’tits couteaux
L’élastique, casse-tête de mes liasses, crient “Tokoss”

(Turn me, turn me, turn me, turn me)
Turn me on like gasolina (hm, hm, hm)
I make money, bae, I’ll call you later (hm, hm, hm)
Moi, c’est Miss Kitoko ou Miss Paper
Mister Money, Mister Money, come see Ms. Paper
(Turn me, turn me) turn me on like gasolina
I make money, bae, I’ll call you later
Moi, c’est Miss Kitoko ou Miss Paper
Mister Money, Mister Money, come see Ms. Paper