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B**ch I'm Paid - Chris Brown (克里斯·布朗)
Yeah (haha) What
Big sh*t ni**a (haha)
A ni**a nice Look (leggo)
B**ch Im paid
That's all I gotta say
She drop it on the floor
And this money on the way
I say Im B**ch I'm paid
That's all I gotta say
When you talk about that
Money panic ache panic ache
I say Im B**ch I'm paid
That's all I gotta say
When the media to talk about
A ni**a smoke a blunt n rollup
B**ch Im paid that's all
I gotta say ni**a every f**king
Day like judgement day (leggo)
I'm grinding hard but this money
Is calling the shots
Got that big bank and this money
Long and they sticking they hand in my pot
With this rolex I ball flex
My ears looking like wa
That about to going head
With that b******t cos I am something you not
Better put your hands up
If you wanna knuckle up
Take your foot down ride better buckle up
I got bands up for them dancers
When your shift is up you come f**k with us
It's a real ni**a affair cos them
Real niggas in here
Girl better get up on me before a
Real ni**a disappear
Got that ghost there outside waiting
Crafting that potion cameras hating
Got my shades on ni**a wanna
Talk that sh*t I'm elavate
All my ladies celebrate if my
B**ch has got you slipping
You'll be tied up in my basement
No location that she crave (haha)
What you mean I'm big headed
Oh you talking about my d**k
What you mean that she aint paid it
Oh you talking about my b**ch
Talk about I'm a light bright
And talk about my wrist
Didn't know I could rap right
Na but this that sh*t
B**ch Im paid that's all I gotta say
She drop it on the floor
And this money on the way
I say Im B**ch I'm paid
That's all I gotta say
When you talk about that
Money panic ache panic ache
I say Im B**ch I'm paid
That's all I gotta say
When the media to talk about
A ni**a smoke a blunt n rollup
B**ch Im paid that's all I gotta say ni**a
Every f**king day like judgement day (leggo)
They not cooperating my occupation
Is to occupy all this nation
Communication with your lady in my new mercedes
I'm riding around with my top down
Too much smoke up in here we
Better let that sh*t air out (yikes)
Better give me that na na
Call me da da and let me pop her
Imma be your cookie monster
Go jig it like a ni**a willy wonka
But you know a ni**a really wantcha
Bang bang and do the damn thing
When I hit it again and make a b**ch roll up (haha)
I own this necklace matter fact all of this my sh*t
That's my ring That's my range
I'm about to make your b**ch my b**ch
I said money aint never no issue
Crying niggas go and get a tissue
It was crazy in the club last night
And ni**a aint seen you
B**ch Im paid that's all I gotta say
She drop it on the floor and this money on the way
I say Im B**ch I'm paid that's all I gotta say
When you talk about that money panic ache panic ache
I say Im B**ch I'm paid that's all I gotta say
When the media to talk about a ni**a smoke a blunt n rollup
B**ch Im paid that's all I gotta say ni**a
Every f**king day like judgement day (ha leggo)
Liquor got me tipsy I'm slow leaning
Looking at her titties She hot beaming
She looking at my chain but
All she really want is my semen
Imma let her get it
Right on her face clear it up like knock zeema
Man a ni**a like me I can do a rap
Song anyday of the week
Singing a** ni**a
Shut it up though ladies know I'm a freak
You know I'm a freak You know I'm a freak
It's Breezy b**ch (yikes) A ni**a cold on the beat
(Yikes) cold as ice (Yikes) ha Breezy