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paid bitch
We getting paid bitch

Learn life accept death
Rich niggas can't relate to my stress
Getting up just to slave at a desk
Feel like I'm getting

Yeah
I'm in the building
And I'm feeling myself
I just got paid
You know what I'm saying?
New bag alert
She gotta twerk
She gotta drop it

getting paid momma 
Selling drugs momma 

I know you hate to see it
The picture is blinding
But even off guards was just the
Perfect timing

It's mind

Just how it go, I'm on a roll
Nobody here but I'm saving my soul
Move by myself and I don't wanna know
What they be saying I stay on my own
All by

when y'all talk about the guns y'all shot (can't believe that shit)
And all the money runnin' to 'em and it's crumbs y'all got
Just let me know, come

till I get overpaid.
Overpaid, so I can over take.

Getting paid everyday 
That's the life I wanna life
I don't care about the fame
I got a life I want

Everything paid off, we dropping cash on it
I got the stash on me, it make you mad don't it?

Yeah
I got a bag on me, couple jags on me
Valet Neiman

I just spent a fifty on clothes (sheesh)
Let's get paid (paid)
Fuck it, let's get paid (get racks, get racks)
I'm not in the red light district

dreams but a young-in got so manny ambitions by the way

i just know I gotta touch a mill when I see my baby girl smile it turn me up fr when she call me

the cash
I get, I get, I get, I get paid
I do it all for the cash
I get, I get, I get Money

You're all that I ever dreamed
You got me laced up fresh feeling

hard,

Don’t be blinded by the new jewelry and cars,

(I’m getting paid)

I made a plan and figured it out,

Not talking Dolph you know I’m on Paper Route

to

When they hear us roll by
Some people hate still i dont mind
Getting paid just the way i like
Cant stop the Rayn so dont try

When they hear us roll by

I just got paid on a Friday uh Night
And my pockets is looking mad Tight
And the girls come to me every Night
With the guap Give you taste A lil Bite

A 2nd Chance

C-Murder

Life or Death

1998

rhyme 
this game is life or death and its your soul or mine 
we don't play no games boy just tryin' get paid 
hope I get rich before they dig my grave

nobody else
I chase the bag by myself
I might just spend a bag by myself 

Pull up to the club in foreign whips whips 
Come through with designer got that

Keepin' a record 
Got my name on he list 

Coming out of the burbs
Livin' down by the bay
I be smoking and shit
Just to deal with the pain
Like living

just some things you should know
You gotta live by the code
It's real when you stay on this road
Cuz I stay by the trap spot

I done got burned on this

if it's dreams I confront
Uh
Imma just stay in my lane while you flexing on ig there's no need to stunt
Uh
If you got it you got it
The music will

rocking Prada boots I knew some way I'm a get paid
What else you got on you? Them gold chains hand 'em over thanks
Sorry to put a shot in you you should've

off and just started getting paid
It made me a boss, now I hold my own weight
I'm practicing patience, don't know how to wait (nah)
Some people just

Dollar Sign

Gucci Mane

The Appeal: Georgia's Most Wanted

2010

[Chorus]
I'm so fucking paid I just bought the dollar sign
I'm so fucking paid I just bought the dollar sign
I'm so fucking paid I just bought

I'ma blow out his brains, in a way I'ma Play, I'm just tryna get paid, and I'm Dodging
The hate, ain't got time to debate, you Get killed by mistake,

a thot
Man I just gotta get paid by the clock
Cop a crib myself buy my dad a drop top
Tell my mama, she can have anything she want
Get away with bros,

Ha, paid, ha paid,
Baby, it ain't trickin' if I got it cause I'm on it
I'm a young paid rich nigga, blow me, don't stop it till I'm yawnin
High off