Lyrics:
Paid by the Bloods, raised by the Crips
Soulo Ho the prophecies, atrocities, exhibition
Oh yeah, now a nigga livin' good
But good could be better I
Living like a pauper
Got a fist full of copper
Gonna try to make a dollar
Gonna have to lay low
For a couple of days
Until I get paid
Just for
survival
It's nice to be liked
But it's better by far to get paid
I know that most of the friends that I have
Don't really see it that way
But if you
on the beach
Ocean's daughter
I thought love was out of reach
'Til I got her
Had I known it could come true
I would have wished in '92
For a mermaid just
Well, it's Saturday night and I just got paid,
Fool about my money, don't try to save,
My heart says go go, have a time,
'Cause it's Saturday
drool, spit
Itadakimasu, cause you must be out your noodle, bitch
I was just in a bad mood, till that nude sent
Coke so pure, it got the mule lit
Your shit
life", huh
"Woman, pass me them biscuit's, please"
Some more soul food
Said "'Cause there's five more acres
In the lower forty
Me and my mule have got
hit twenty-two
But by then I was through
Every system
Wishing I would've listened
And paid attention
To them old heads wisdom
That they was kicking
bet I got it
If I don't bet all I gotta do is
Go, get it, stay up out my business
Ball 'til I fall, flossin' til I'm finished
I just go, get It, stay up
Orange now on a 57 inch TV, that's right
Money was gone by mid-July and we went back to just getting by
'Til momma slipped on a patch of ice outside
got blown to bits by a bomb.
My minds gone it's just not there.
I was getting paid too much to care.
Well I just got back from Vietnam.
Although I'm
Don't put a bridle on a bull
He'll never do what you want him to
Don't put a bridle on a bull
He'll just take you for a fool
And if you take him by
to the muthafuckin mailbox
Large check that I just got
Nigga might spazz out by the block
Ride by every bitch is passin out
They faint at the sight of my paint
I
I've got the privilege
The one you'll never have
I say all that I want
But no one seems to care
Close your sacred eyelids
Don't let them taste
Kix, that was 76
That was just enough beer to get us through the set
And get as high as our crowd
We got 700 miles Jerry, we gotta go
You're out
I see the skyscrapers in the back, this shit is official
I got a lot on my mind, I got more in my face
If I ain't going to get it, that day is
day, by one day
See, I just don't want you to
Let this thing take you over
Don't let it hurt so bad, don't let it because?
Most of your life can be
the things you couldn't buy
Just like a fool I thought that I could please you
I saw you had an eye for things that shine
I paid seven saw mill dollars for
on the beach
Ocean's daughter
I thought love was out of reach
'Til I got her
Had I known it could come true
I would have wished in '92
For a mermaid just
All I need, is more money more
[Lil' Flip]
'cause, I gotta get paid, I gotta stay paid
I gotta get paid, I gotta get this money
I gotta get
need, is more money more
[Hook: Lil' Flip]
'cause, I gotta get paid, I gotta stay paid
I gotta get paid, I gotta get this money
I gotta get paid, I
asylums
I swear my life on the bible
Baby it's whatever you want
If you got ambitions or
If you just trynna kick it
And lay on top of this
Million dollar
Trust issues
Switched up the number, I can't be bothered
I cannot blame you for havin' an angle
I ain't got no issues, I'm just doin' my thing
Hope
town
Strictly biz, she don't play around
Cover much grounds, got game by the pound
Getting paid is her forte
Each and every day, true player way
I
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