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" Bitch I'm Paid "
K.E. on the Track
Yeah, ha ha, what?
Big shit, nigga
Ha ha, a hunnid or nothin'
Look, leggo
Bitch, I'm paid, that's all I gotta say
She drop it on the floor and this money on the way
I say I'm, bitch, I'm paid, that's all I gotta say
When you talk about that money, pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake
I say I'm, bitch, I'm paid, that's all I gotta say
When the media talk about a nigga, smoke a blunt and roll up
Bitch, I'm paid, that's all I gotta say (Look)
Livin' every fuckin' day like Judgement Day (Ha ha, ha, leggo)
I'm grindin' hard
But this money is callin' the shots
Got that big bank and this money long
And they stickin' they hand in my pot
With this Rolex, I bowflex
And my ears lookin' like Rocky
Better, better gon' head with that bullshit
'Cause I am somethin' you not
Better put your hands up if you wanna knuckle up
Take you for that ride, better buckle up
I got bands up for them dancers
When your shift is up, you come fuck with us
It's a real nigga affair
'Cause them real niggas in here
Girl, better get up on me
'Fore a real nigga disappear
Got that Ghost door outside waitin'
Snap, snap, popo, cameras hatin'
Got my shades on
Nigga wanna talk that shit, I'm elevatin'
All my ladies celebratin'
If my bitches catch you slippin', you'll be tied up in my basement
No location, that shit cray (Ha ha)
What you mean I'm big headed?
Oh, you talkin' 'bout my dick
What you mean that shit petty?
Oh, you talkin' 'bout my bitch
Talkin' 'bout I'm a light bright
You talkin' 'bout my wrist
Didn't know I could rap right?
Nah, but this that shit
Bitch, bitch, I'm paid, that's all I gotta say
She drop it on the floor and this money on the way
I say I'm, bitch, I'm paid, that's all I gotta say
When you talk about that money, pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake
I say I'm, bitch, I'm paid, that's all I gotta say
When the media talk about a nigga, smoke a blunt and roll up
Bitch, I'm paid, that's all I gotta say (Yeah, ha ha, look)
Livin' every fuckin' day like Judgement Day (Ha ha, ha, leggo)
Y'all not cooperatin' (Yeah)
My occupation is to occupy all these nations (Yeah)
Communication with your lady in my new Mercedes (Yeah)
I'm ridin' 'round with my top down
Too much smoke up in her weave
Better let that shit air out (Yikes!)
Better give me that nana
Call me dada and I'll be papa
I'ma be your cookie monster
Gold ticket like a nigga Willy Wonka
But you know a nigga really want you
Bang, bang, I do the damn thing
But then I hit it again and make a bitch roll up (Hahaha)
I own this necklace
Matter of fact all of this my shit
That's my ring, that's my Range
I'm about to make your bitch my bitch
I said money ain't never no issue
Cryin' niggas gon' get a tissue
It was crazy in the club last night
And nigga, we ain't seen you
Bitch, bitch, I'm paid, that's all I gotta say
She drop it on the floor and this money on the way
I say I'm, bitch, I'm paid, that's all I gotta say
When you talk about that money, pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake
I say I'm, bitch, I'm paid, that's all I gotta say
When the media talk about a nigga, smoke a blunt and roll up
Bitch, I'm paid, that's all I gotta say
Livin' every fuckin' day like Judgement Day (Ha, leggo)
Liquor got me tipsy, I'm slow leanin'
Lookin' at her titties, she high beamin'
She lookin' at my chain but, all she really want is my semen
I'ma let her get it, right on the face, clear it up like Noxzema
You know a nigga like me, I can do a rap song any day of the week
Singin' ass nigga, tatted up though, ladies know I'm a freak
You know I'm a freak, you know I'm a freak
It's Breezy, bitch, yikes, a nigga cold on the beat
Yikes, cold as ice
Yikes, huh, Breezy
" Gotta Be Ur Man "
Gotta be your man, I gotta be your man
I gotta be your ma-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-an
Man, I gotta be your man, I gotta be your man
I gotta be your ma-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-an
Gotta be your man, one, 'cause you look so good
Two, 'cause you look so good
Three, 'cause you look so good, next
Gotta be your man 'cause I know you a bossy chick
I know that me and you talk ish
Won't lie, I kinda like it, yeah
'Cause it's so hard to find somebody like you, girl
With a face and a booty like you, girl
Your qualities are true, girl, ooh, girl
And I promise I wrote this here song for you, girl
The words is talking 'bout you, girl
I ain't lying, this is true, girl, oh, girl
Before you, girl, you, girl
I was always in the club, had every chick, couldn't give it up, girl (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
Before you, girl, you, girl
Before my life was, oh, so crazy 'til I met you (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
Now I gotta be your man, I gotta be your man
I gotta be your man, I gotta be your ma-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-an
Man, I gotta be your man, I gotta be your man
I gotta be your ma-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-an
I know you think it's bullshit what I'm saying, girl
But I'm real with what I'm saying, girl
Not just lying tryna get you, girl, yeah
'Cause I can get a lot of chicks, the baddest women on my ish
When it comes to you, I must admit
They ain't got ish on you, girl
'Cause it's so hard to find somebody like you, girl
With a face and a booty like you, girl
Your qualities are true, girl, ooh, girl
And I promise I wrote this here song for you, girl
The words is talking 'bout you, girl
I ain't lying, this is true, girl, oh, girl
Before (Before) you, girl, you, girl
I was always in the club, had every chick, couldn't give it up, girl (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, yeah)
Before (Whoa, oh, oh) you, girl, you, girl
Before my life was, oh, so crazy 'til I met you (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
Now I gotta be your man, I gotta be your man
I gotta be your man (Gotta be), I gotta be your ma-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-an
Man, I (Now I) gotta be your man (Now I), I gotta be your man (Now I)
I gotta be your ma-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-an
(Man) I gotta, I gotta, I gotta be your
(Man) I gotta, I gotta, I gotta be your
(Man) I gotta, I gotta, I gotta be your man
I gotta be your man, I, oh, I
Before you, girl, you, girl (Hey)
I was always in the club, had every chick, couldn't give it up, girl (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, whoa)
Before (Before) you, girl, you, girl (Yeah)
Before my life was, oh, so crazy 'til I met you (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
Now I gotta be your man, I gotta be your man (Gotta be your)
I gotta be your man (Gotta be your), I gotta be your ma-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-an (Oh)
Man, I gotta be your man (Ah), I gotta be your man (Ah)
I gotta be your ma-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-an (Girl, I gotta be your man, ah)
" Add Me In "
Alright, your body's an isosceles (Alright)
And I'm just tryna try angles (Okay)
Your love is trigonometry (Yeah)
Just tryna solve the whole equation
What's it about you, about? I wanna love you
Figure you out, figure you out, so I can touch you
Should we do that? Can I do that, baby?
Answers are usually in the back (Hey!)
Substitution, add me in
Multiply my love, is that too much? (Can I do that?)
Substitution, what's the problem, girl?
Add me in (Yeah), woo
Baby, just add me—
Baby, just add me in
Baby, just add me—
Baby, just add me in
I'll calculate her home invasion (Yeah, add it up)
Divide your legs and count to three (Three, two, one, come on)
He's just not the answer, baby (Uh-huh)
And that's just my hypothesis (Uh-huh, real talk, girl)
What's it about you, about? I wanna love you
Figure you out, figure you out, so I can touch you
Should we do that? Can I do that, baby?
Answers are usually in the back
Substitution, add me in
Multiply my love, is that too much? (Can I do that?)
Substitution, what's the problem, girl?
Add me in (Yeah), woo
What if I said I loved you? (Love you, baby)
I need you, would you care? (Ooh)
So many things that I could learn
And baby, if we do the math, it will equal up to me instead of him
Substitution, add me in
Multiply my love, is that too much? (Can I do that?)
Substitution, what's the problem, girl?
Add me in (Yeah, yeah), woo
Substitution, add me in (Add me)
Multiply my love, is that too much? (Can I do that?)
Substitution, what's the problem, girl?
Add me in (Add me in, yeah), woo (Oh)
Baby, just add me—
Baby, just add me in (Baby, just add me)
Baby, just add me—
Baby, just add me in (Hahahaha, woo!)
Baby, just add me—
Baby, just add me in (Ha ha, yeah)
Baby, just add me—
Baby, just add me in (Ow!)
" Bitches N Marijuana "
Let me see
Ha!
You can tell by the way I walk that I got 'em
Peel any girl that I wanna, got bitches and marijuana
I can tell by the way you move that you a problem
Peel any girl that I wanna, got bitches and marijuana
I got 'em, I got 'em
Ooh, she dance, she don't do it for free
I got 'em, I got 'em
Got bitches and marijuana
Ha! T-ballin', globetrotter (Woo)
Got a bunch of pre-rolls and a gold lighter (Ha)
Think you on fire? You gon' need more fire (Ha)
I tell her that's all you get like Street Fighter
Nah (Woo), walk with me (Yeah), yeah, talk to me (Yeah)
That body cold, chess game like a pawn to me
She wanna ride with me, kick it and vibe with me
I got that long clip, fall asleep to the movie (Ha!)
Motherfuckin' goonies (Yeah), Cartier rubies (Ha)
Coupe, no top, yeah, I took off the Kufi (Phew)
I'm high, I'm woozie, D'USSÉ, I'm doosin'
I might just be right with my bitch in Jacuzzi
(Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
Right, nigga, gettin' right, nigga (Woo)
I'ma knock that pussy out, fight night, nigga (Yeah)
I'ma light it up, pass it to the right, nigga (Woo)
All bitches at the crib, don't invite niggas, yeah
You can tell by the way I walk that I got 'em (Ha, woo), yeah
Peel any girl that I wanna, got bitches and marijuana
I can tell by the way you move that you a problem (You a problem)
Peel any girl that I wanna, got bitches and marijuana
I got 'em, I got 'em (Yeah)
Ooh, she dance, she don't do it for free
I got 'em, I got 'em (Oh-ooh)
Got bitches and marijuana (Look, ha ha)
Pull up, got the fat sack
With some clean motherfuckers, no hood rats
Yeah, we suited and booted, you know your bitch 'bout to toot it
She want love from a nigga, that's a heart attack (Yack)
Loud pack, give me all of that
Don't be sendin' naked pics 'cause my phone tapped
Black mask, duffel bag and a hundred racks
I don't snitch but I could show you where the money at
Me, nigga
It's right here
Got girls and they all on my lap, they with me, nigga
Hell yeah
You see the Lambo' parked in the trap, that's me, nigga
I own it while you livin' on a lease, nigga
I'm known to keep my bitches on a leash, nigga
I smoke it by the pound, what you talkin' 'bout?
I dick your bitch down then I walk it out (Oh)
You can tell by the way I walk that I got 'em
Peel any girl that I wanna, got bitches and marijuana (Yeah)
I can tell by the way you move that you a problem
Peel any girl that I wanna, got bitches and marijuana (I got 'em)
I got 'em, I got 'em
Ooh, she dance, she don't do it for free (Hol' up)
I got 'em, I got 'em (I got 'em, uh, yeah)
Got bitches and marijuana (Yeah, ayy)
Grimy nigga way too groovy for the Grammies (Uh)
Overseas collectin' panties, poppin' Xanies (Ha, yeah, yeah)
Young nigga, hundred grand for the gram
Hot damn
Hit the curb with the Benz, swerve
Rollie do no ticky, do the blingy (Uh)
I spendin' hundred, all the fifties (Uh)
Word around the city I'm that niggy but this month I made a milli (Uh)
Another month, another milli, man, that shit be gettin' silly
Man, bitch, you lookin' silly
Uh, why you broke? Go get a check
Uh, and when you fly, who need a jet?
She wanna move out to the West, uh
She want them diamonds on her neck (Yeah)
And palm trees in the yard, wanna be's with a star, huh?
And get the keys to the car, huh
And wanna lick on every scar, huh
My money good, shit, we buyin' off the bar right now
Right now
Uh, who got the weed right now, right now?
You can tell by the way I walk that I got 'em
Peel any girl that I wanna, got bitches and marijuana
I can tell by the way you move that you a problem
Peel any girl that I wanna, got bitches and marijuana
I got 'em, I got 'em
Ooh, she dance, she don't do it for free
I got 'em, I got 'em
Got bitches and marijuana
" Miracle "
A father, funny thing to call me
Or papa, tell me a story now
Never thought I'd be a daddy
This is crazy now
Nine months are right around the corner
Mommy's moody, she don't wanna be bothered
She's growing, her belly's getting bigger
I'm knowing that we're really getting closer
Someone who's just a boy can't understand
But here's my chance to be a man for her
It's your smile that brings me to tears
My hand feeling your kick now
You're my gift
I just wanna show you to the world
My miracle, my miracle, my miracle, oh, oh
My miracle, my miracle, my miracle, oh, oh
So amazing, my baby
My baby girl
I'm smarter now that I got a daughter
Not caught up, not worried 'bout the things that they say
'Cause I've learned just how to treat a woman
From her, there's a lot of things I didn't know
Like how beautiful you are when you sleeping
Girl, I'ma always be there when you need me
You're my lucky charm, I keep you far from harm
Baby, I won't let you go, oh
Someone who's just a boy can't understand (Woah)
But here's my chance to be a man for her, yeah
It's your smile that brings me to tears (Oh)
My hand feeling your kick now (Kick now)
You're my gift (Oh)
I just wanna show you to the world
My miracle, my miracle, my miracle, oh, oh
My miracle, my miracle, my miracle, oh, oh
So amazing (So amazing), my baby
My baby girl
Don't you cry
And you know I'm gonna hug ya
And you know I'm gonna love ya
I'ma give you the world, baby
I don't want nothin' from you
I won't place none about you
For eternity
Give all I give 'cause I
Man, you really mean that much to me
You are my baby girl
So I'ma take care of you
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
(You're my baby)
It's your smile that brings me to tears
My hand feeling your kick now
You're my gift
I just wanna show you to the world
My miracle, my miracle, my miracle, oh, oh
My miracle, my miracle, my miracle, oh, oh
So amazing, my baby
My baby girl
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
My baby girl
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
My baby girl
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
My baby girl
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
My baby girl
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
My baby girl
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
My baby girl
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
My baby girl
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
My baby girl