Lyrics:
Aye run it up Rob!
Yeah, I don't got no time better pay me for attention
She gon hit my line tryna handle all the tension
You ain't first place
No luck, I'm Suffocating
Somebody tell the maker to come back and get me
I'm lost, but I swear, I think Ima reach it
I don't care, I'm like razor,
you will have to pay the price
Oo-oo-oh I need a way to bring you back
I'd break my bones if just to bring you back to life
Oo-oo-oh I'll find the way
you need to pipe down
Now they pay attention I don't even gotta try now
Really not outside but with these Off White's I just might now
Back to Vegas
calling we'll feed em the itch
Trapping pay me fuck going legit
Tell my hooyo i'm back in a bit
Pushing weight pushing weight on my strip
Why the fuck is he
court a bitch that you gotta pay for
I just bought a Jag that I gotta pay for
And I'm back in the Jack so I gotta lay low
No need to flex, nigga they
til the sunup
I turn my back shit
You talk shit
I pay no wonder
You think fere gon gon hit the same
I keep my shit on top of em
Don't ask for a follow
shit, that shit can't even pay my taxes (at all)
I'ma pull up in the 'Rari like a shark, a yellow taxi (ThirtBall)
I want forty-eight a P, and if I
Honestly, I'm fucked up and I don't know where it started
I'm just trying to rise up to the levels that I wanted
Although it back bounces in my
I-I told y'all
It's time to change the playlist
I-I'm bringing good music back
When your nigga trippin' on your pussy
He love it and he never wanna
didn't hear
What they were supposed to hear
Bring that back (bring the back)
(woo, yo)
Yo (damn) Young Buck where my money at man
My niggas is playing
go next?
Need the lights on, tell her watch this
When I make you cream, I'ma talk shit (I just wanna know)
And you fuck back, and you got grip
act like you don't know
Giddy up, giddy up (d.A. Got that dope)
Don't pay me in gold, giddy up, giddy up
Back outside, I'm on the road, giddy up,
pants?
If I can't pay the fiddler
Well how the hell am I gonna dance?
I don't mind kickin' in my fair share
I might even back up and say yes
But
a thousand dollar job and give it to a jerk
Oh, gee, I wish I was back in the Army
Three meals a day
For which you didn't pay
A million handsome guys
the word prevention
Well you really need to pay attention
You only need a little bit
So you want another hit?
Call emergency on the telephone
You're in
dynamite, back now
Come on, baby, yeah, come on, baby
Give me back my dynamite, alright
I know you don't need it
To pay for your dues
Or pay for your women
2-1-5)
We settin it from Southside, pushin this up North
From Illadelphian reps, to fly points across the map
Bring it back to Respond/React
Then bring it
she runs to Sunny, where she’s more convenient.
One day her father decided he wanted to go back to Canada, Shaine wasn’t really happy with the sudden
nobody wanna pay me
Bitch I want my quarter back like I'm Tom Brady
Once I write my name all the other ones fading
I'll I do is work while these
Back it up like you have rent fi pay
Like di student loan naw go away
Put yuh attitude up Pon display
Haffi bruk wild like a fi yuh birthday
I heard you and your man got back together
You told me it was over you was done forever
You tried to play us both you think you clever
I used to be
rent money fi pay short
Mi couldn't long jump di way mi always a fall short
It feels like mi salt enuh
Mi feel mi wah fi cry
Nuff calcium back bone tough
the pay
(Smega)
I know that there's money to be made
(Nyuku)
I know that there's money to be made
(Nyuku)
Way way way way way
(Zaka)
I know that there's
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