Fuk U Pay Me
2 Chainz, Young Dolph
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Still driving these bitches crazy Forever got a due to the fact That the streets made me She asked can she hit the weed I said "That's ok with me" But I'm still screaming "Fuk u pay me" Fuk u pay me i ain't be feeling like doing Shit but counting paper lately All of my bitches be wanting To have threesomes lately I'm in the back of the back when I back out Wrapped like a man inside of a crack house Everybody know I'm a fashionista Trap jumping up like Stackhouse Everybody know what that's about Swag up to my forehead, Miami from a day Drinking lean on a moped Inner shake down for some romance Look me in the eyes like a grown man Seen a girl from high school Busting moves on a pole dance Southside Atlanta shit Might boss the world with some counterfeit's Tell a nigga it's sold out Killed the game #PaulBearer I ain't packing for some more there Long money, long hair Long nose, leave you long gone Stretch you out like a lawn chair Fuk u pay me Kick your shit like Solange there Comfortable like Hermès Drive a ho crazy #AirBags Still driving these bitches crazy Forever got a due to the fact That the streets made me She asked can she hit the weed I said "That's ok with me" But I'm still screaming "Fuk u pay me" Fuk u pay me i ain't be feeling like doing Shit but counting paper lately All of my bitches be wanting To have threesomes lately You owe me mula, where's my guala? You ain't got it? We got problems Got to send my partner them shotters I mean them shooters In the club ordering bottles Strictly for the models Throw a band's worth of Versace Get on one side on my closet F*ck the shit out of little mama And drive her Looney Tunes play with me I'll introduce you to the Gooney Tunes These niggas trash, sweep them up I need a broom The bitch's nigga she ditched on us and Then met me out the room Showed up in that trench coat Caught butt naked like Robin Givens Sexy pretty ass ghetto bitch Straight from out Memphis Scream out that droptop: "Fuk u pay me" You better keep that Glock out Boy you know these streets shaded Where the f*ck you've been lately? Still driving these bitches crazy Forever got a due to the fact That the streets made me She asked can she hit the weed I said "That's ok with me" But I'm still screaming "Fuk u pay me" Fuk u pay me i ain't be feeling like doing Shit but counting paper lately All of my bitches be wanting To have threesomes lately
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Written by: JOSHUA LUELLEN, BRYAN SIMMONS, TAUHEED EPPS, ADOLPH THORNTON
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