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brenmar – payroll lyrics

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play me a beat so i feel complete
like a pancake mix with hoes in the twista
bis-bisquick never been this thick
how ya think a bad b-tch got like this?
storming the girls, 40 days, 40 nights
and i still got my ten, so a b-tch does it right
pis-p-ssed in bras like a dog on a lawn
40 inch weave with a golden thong

who gettin money over here?
put your hands up!
who’s gettin money over here?
put your hands up!
who’s gettin money over here?
put your hands up, put your hands up!
who’s gettin money over here?
put your hands up!
who’s gettin money over here?
put your hands up!
who’s gettin money over here?
put your hands up, put your hands up!

enter the scene with a billion dollar dream
and a pocket full of sheen
yes, that b-tch looks fearless
can you feel this beat n-gga drum?
rum-pum-pum-pum make a fat b-tch c-m, n-gga!
this p-ssy delivers staying moving bricks out of million dollar cl-ts
so you wanna be rich?
munch on this fist as i rub on my t-ts!

broke -ss. ah, ya f-ckin (happy wreck-ed) n-ggas who ain’t gettin money right now
f-ck all y’all (you’re ugly)
and it’s all about bein ugly (and gettin)
(all this f-ckin money)
i keep the coins in the safe and a nine on my waist
(all this f-ckin money)
i’m really in the day, yo
i could put jesus on the payroll
(all this f-ckin money)
i keep the coins in the safe and a nine on my waist
(all this f-ckin money)
i’m really in the day, yo
i could put jesus on the payroll

pirhannas on the lawn bout to act up
better call the guards. she’s tryna catch a fit
i bet i got a perm that’ll make that -ss sit, n-gga
got the juice for that -ss
bout to send a clap to your face first cl-ss
b-tch i (ate?) this song with a 40 inch weave and a golden bong

coins, diamonds, jewels, girls
coins, diamonds, dollars pearls
coins, diamonds, jewels, girls

b-tch, i own the world

i keep the coins in the safe and a nine on my waist
(all this f-ckin money)
i’m really in the day, yo
i could put jesus on the payroll
(all this f-ckin money)
i keep the coins in the safe and a nine on my waist
(all this f-ckin money)
i’m really in the day, yo
i could put jesus on the payroll



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