Gettin Paid - Trae Tha Truth et Wiz Khalifa Paroles , lyrics

Paroles de Gettin Paid de Trae Tha Truth, Wiz Khalifa

Gettin Paid est une chanson de Trae Tha Truth, Wiz Khalifa pour laquelle les lyrics ont été ajoutés en février 2011.

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We blowin' money bitch
I go hard, I go hard, gettin paid
I go hard, I go hard, gettin paid


[Refrain]
We don't even count the money no more we just blow it
(we spend it all up)
We don't even count the money no more we just throw it
And make 'em pick it all up

Trae Tha Truth
Money strapped to my waist
Somewhere in the whip I'm in with no bass
Flooded the trap I need a new place?
Money got to go I told 'em there's no space
Never love hoes, hoes I don't chase
Only wear loc's the same as my race
All I know is stunt, make a hater feel like shit to the point
That he in another place? real talk
I-i-i ain't the one but I lean on haters, looking so clean on gator
Try to jack me, I guarantee I'll put the beam on haters
Hood n-gga, when I come to this I'm stocked up
Shit on my wrist tryna light this block up
N-gga said I got a dope man swag, take a look at these jewels
Every one of 'em rocked up
And we still on the corner packed in
Ace town president somethin back then
Hope the slut that I'm with got insurance so
She know I'm about to run up on her back end
Like I set of bad, she was gettin' plugged
Can take it to the streets, take it to the club
I don't ruberband shit I got trash bags
N-ggas make it rain, i'mma make it flood
I ain't gonna talk shit i'ma talk bread
I f a hater don't like it, tell em drop dead
I'm in the hood like a fresh set of projects
Where they either rock blue or they rock red
I'm the king of the streets
Ain't nobody finna take away what I came to get
Audi r8 that I came is sick, with interior the colour of a all white?

[Refrain]
We don't even count the money no more we just blow it
(we spend it all up)
We don't even count the money no more we just throw it
(and make 'em pick it all up)
We don't even count the money no more we just blow it
(we spend it all up)
We don't even count the money no more we just throw it
(and make 'em pick it all up)

Wiz Khalifa
Big weed in my joint, diss me there's no point
Lil guy but still all my n-ggas got big heat they on point
Rollin up while I drive, engine be in the trunk
Decided in 2005 that I can f-ck any bitch that I want
Ooh, and, and and I ain't trying to stunt this a two seater my bitch can't help but ride up in the front
Ballin' most n-ggas won't try to pick 'em up
Throwin' so much money you even try to pick some up
You tryin' different stuff look at how I block em out
Smoke like a cali n-gga even when I'm in the south
And when when my car come out the whores come out
Don't even get on twitter no more 'cause I'm what your bitch talkin' 'bout

[Refrain]
We don't even count the money no more we just blow it
(we spend it all up)
We don't even count the money no more we just throw it
(and make 'em pick it all up)
We don't even count the money no more we just blow it
(we spend it all up)
We don't even count the money no more we just throw it
(and make 'em pick it all up)


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