Ms. Paper Lyrics by Ayra Starr Feat. Theodora

Ayra Starr and Theodora Lyrics

Ms. Paper by Ayra Starr featuring Theodora is a vibrant and confident song about a financially independent woman whose money, beauty, and charisma naturally command attention, the lyrics portray her as glamorous, playful, and irresistible, while highlighting her love for luxury, fun, and living life on her own terms. Ultimately, the song celebrates her confidence, independence, sensuality, and ability to enjoy her success without needing anyone else’s approval.

Ayra Starr & Theodora - Ms. Paper Lyrics

Intro: Theodora
Hmm-hmm-hmm
Hmm-hmm-hmm

Chorus: Theodora & Ayra Starr
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 Missus 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 Missus Paper

Verse 1: Theodora & Ayra Starr
Money, money, Mister loser don't kill my vibe
Money, money, Missus Paper, we be having fun
Money, money, as long I got you, I should be fine
I love you bad, don't go and kill my vibe
Money, money, I need more
To the right, there on the floor
Leave me right there by the door
Red light, green light, go

Pre-Chorus: Ayra Starr
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

Chorus: Theodora & Ayra Starr
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 Missus 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 Missus Paper

Verse 2: Ayra Starr & Theodora
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 selling dream
Come and lick, it taste like bubblegum-gum
Mets ton nez, it smell 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)

Pre-Chorus: Theodora
On m'appelle Miss Kitoko
Congolaise genre Yohji Yamamoto
Il me faut 20 000 p'tits couteaux, l'élastique, casse-tête de mes liasses, cries "Tokoss"

Chorus: Theodora & Ayra Starr
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 Missus Paper
Turn me, 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 Missus Paper

Outro: Ayra Starr
Turn me on like gasolina
I make money, bae, I'll call you later

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