bitch i'm paid
Singer:brown, chris
bitch i'm paid that's all i gotta say
and it's money on the way. i say i'm
bitch i'm paid that's all i gotta say
when you talk about that money patty cake
bitch i'm paid that's all i gotta say
when the media just talk about a nigga
smoke a blunt and roll up. bitch i'm paid that's all i gotta say
living every fucking day like judgement day. i'm grinding hard
but this money is calling the shots. got that big bank
and they sticking they hand in my pot. with this rolex i bowflex
my ears looking like rah. better better go ahead with that bullshit
cause i am something you not. better put you hands up if you wanna knuckle up
take you for that ride you better buckle up. i got bands up for them dancers
when your shift is up you can come fuck with us. it's a real nigga up there
it's some real niggas in here. girl better get up on me
before a real nigga disappear. got that ghoster outside waiting
cameras hating. got my shades on
nigga want to talk that shit i'm elevating. all my ladies celebrating
if my bitches catch you slipping
you'll be tied up in my basement
what you mean i got a big head?
you talking about my dick. what you mean that shit padded?
you talking about my bitch. talking about i'm a light bright?
you talking about my wrist. didn't know i could rap
but this that shit. bitch i'm paid that's all i gotta say
and it's money on the way. i say i'm
bitch i'm paid that's all i gotta say
when you talk about that money patty cake
bitch i'm paid that's all i gotta say
when the media just talk about a nigga
smoke a blunt and roll up. bitch i'm paid that's all i gotta say
living every fucking day like judgement day. ya'll not cooperating
my occupation is to occupy
all this fake shit. communication with your lady
in my new mercedes. we riding around with my top down
to much smoke up in her weave. better let that shit air out. better give me that na na
and call me papa. imma be your cookie monsta
gold cookie like a nigga willy wonka. but you know a nigga really want ya. bang bang
and make a bitch roll up. i own this necklace
matter fact all of this my shit. that's my ring
i'm about to make your bitch my bitch. i said money ain't never no issue
crying niggas go on get a tissue. it was crazy in the club last night
and nigga we ain't see you. bitch i'm paid that's all i gotta say
and it's money on the way. i say i'm
bitch i'm paid that's all i gotta say
when you talk about that money patty cake
bitch i'm paid that's all i gotta say
when the media just talk about a nigga
smoke a blunt and roll up. bitch i'm paid that's all i gotta say
living every fucking day like judgement day. liquor got me tipsy
i'm slow leaning. looking at her titties
she high beaming. she looking at my chain but
all she really want is my semen. imma let her get it
clear it up like naczema. now a nigga like me
i can do a rap song any day of the week. singing ass nigga
ya'll ladies know i'm a freak. you know i'm a freak
you know i'm a freak. it's brezzy bitch
a nigga cold on the beat. yikes!