Andy Kapps - Pay Day (feat. Sheedy Sheed) текст песни

Текст песни Pay Day (feat. Sheedy Sheed) - Andy Kapps




What up Sheed
Let's get that payday
You ready, Sheed? Let's give it to em' again
It's time to get that payday
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah, let me get my payday, payday, yeah, yeah
Y'all can't hold us back, just holla, Mayday, Mayday, yeah
I'ma spend some stupid cash and I'ma keep on stacking up
And I'ma spend my what I got left and I'ma keep on stackin' up
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah, let me get my payday, payday, yeah, yeah
Y'all can't hold us back, just holla, Mayday, Mayday, yeah
I'ma spend some stupid cash and I'ma keep on stacking up
And I'ma spend my what I got left and I'ma keep on stackin' up
Better get yourself in check, don't wanna hear the this and that
And party with the dead, we'll that's a different kind of sleepin' bag
R.I.P. to beats I trash, OMG, she screaming that
If I'm stressin' bout a bitch, you probably talkin' bout' my past
I don't do that no more nah, I don't ever sweat a bitch
I just be chilling in a life that's sick of stressin'
Never get blessings, money and bitches, I used to sweat em'
Came from that Tremont Street with Erin, now I'm just praying to God That
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah, let me get my payday, payday, yeah, yeah
Y'all can't hold us back, just holla, Mayday, Mayday, yeah
I'ma spend some stupid cash and I'ma keep on stacking up
And I'ma spend my what I got left and I'ma keep on stackin' up
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah, let me get my payday, payday, yeah, yeah
Y'all can't hold us back, just holla, Mayday, Mayday, yeah
I'ma spend some stupid cash and I'ma keep on stacking up
And I'ma spend my what I got left and I'ma keep on stackin' up
Who the man, is me or you, yes me, cause I been the truth
Play off, ain't no hockey here, show you haters what the chuck about
Money moves only G's here, blott, blotting on another's skin
Money munch from a paper chaser, you motherfuckers know what it is
Guava holly for the trap, I hope y'all fuck around, bring the trap back
Not swelling while the block bringing, shop closed and your mouth singing
Who's that, I don't know nothing, niggas talk while the money walk
I'ma shoot these babies on the back, mention no fucks given, when you're on the move
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah, let me get my payday, payday, yeah, yeah
Y'all can't hold us back, just holla, Mayday, Mayday, yeah
I'ma spend some stupid cash and I'ma keep on stacking up
And I'ma spend my what I got left and I'ma keep on stackin' up
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah, let me get my payday, payday, yeah, yeah
Y'all can't hold us back, just holla, Mayday, Mayday, yeah
I'ma spend some stupid cash and I'ma keep on stacking up
And I'ma spend my what I got left and I'ma keep on stackin' up
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah, let me get my payday, payday, yeah
Y'all can't hold us back, just holla, Mayday, Mayday, yeah
I'ma spend some stupid cash and I'ma keep on stacking up
And I'ma spend my ward I ain't got left and I'ma keep on stacking up
Ay, yeah, yeah, yeah, let me get my payday, payday, yeah
Ayy



Авторы: Andrew Franklin



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