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    I'm So Paid

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    Kayıt tarihi : 26/12/09

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    Mesaj tarafından Admin Çarş. Ara. 30, 2009 5:01 am

    "I'm So Paid"
    (feat. Lil Wayne)

    [Intro]
    Rubbing' on that Italian leather
    Dem' Konvict jeans on!
    Ay yo Weezy! You Ready?
    Yeah!

    [Chorus:]
    I get it in 'til sunrise
    Doing 90 in a 65
    Windows rolled down screaming Ah!!!
    Hey-ey-ey... I'm so paid
    Number one hustler get money
    Why do you wanna count my money?
    I'm a hustler don't need them! One of them you all see!
    I'm so paid

    [Verse 1]
    I see police on the crooked I
    Doing a 100 on the Interstate 95
    My shawty leanin' blasting that Do or Die
    Pushin' that motherfuckin' wood cause we certified
    Got a system that ll beat and knock your wall off
    Got a pump under my seat, the sawed-off
    Got a bunch of goons, hoping they never call off
    I'm a sniper sitting on the roof already saw you all
    It ain't too much to put a strain on me
    That's the reason why I had to put the blame on me
    I rather have them dollar bills rain on me
    Then let them haters come and make the name of me
    That's why...

    [Chorus]

    [Verse 2]
    I am the boss it only takes one call
    For a driver to hit you up and drop you off that's all
    Guess what I won't be taking that fall
    Homie I got cake that's what I'm paying them for (aha!)
    Ain't that funny?
    'cause niggas want war but ain't got money
    'cause I've seen them all talking 'til they start gunning
    Quicker than Usain Bolt the fastest thing running
    Yeah! Akon! Weezy!
    Block oil holdin' down Jersey
    Divine making sure we gettin' it up front
    My little brother Boo got that vision bake it!

    [Chorus]

    [Lil Wayne Verse 3]
    Oh-oh,
    Big money Weezy
    White wife beater with the sig underneath it
    How do I feel bitch I feel undefeated
    Snap my fingers disappear from the precinct
    Yea!
    I'm ballin' we ball out
    Thoughts of before until the ball bounce
    I send some niggas with guns to you all house
    Only to find out you live in a doll house
    Damn!
    But I thought you was tough don't
    We carry choppers on our necks
    Call it cut throat
    We, bury powers on the set that they come from
    We, know magic turn
    Weed smoke to gun smoke
    We, bomb first when we ride
    You, in a hearse when you ride
    Ay-yay
    I put my shoes on baby
    And I'm holding down Young Mula baby!
    That's why...

    [Chorus]

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