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kingprod - get paid lyrics

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i been f+cking on these n+ggas b+tches making them mad
worried bout me n+gga just get in yo bag
get yo ass shot i don’t f+ck with the task
making these plays give a f+ck bout no class
if 12 drop behind me then i’m doing the whole dash
that b+tch she so easy so i had to pass
had to learn how to hustle can’t smoke out the stash

i just pop me 2 beans now im straight
i been counting this money ion care they can hate
rocking these skinnys they think that i skate
use to eat baloney now im eating steak
im still rocking gucci its still on my toe
im chasin a bag ian worried bout a hoe
before i go down bad imma kick me a door
i drip everyday i feel like the pope

i feel like the pope
these n+ggas too broke
you claim that’s your b+tch but i give her the strokes
putting your mouth on that hoe and i’m all in her throat
racks in my jeans just might gucci the coat
b+tch you gotta go cause you doin the most
get the backend then might move to the coast
self made n+gga ian tryna brag or boast

the package just touched down
and that sh+t came from green bay
remember them days i was dead broke
now i’m living life getting paid
old ex just hit my phone she wanna kick sh+t like a sensei
i feel like koby bryant when i smoke on the leaf all the pain fade

smoke on the leaf make the pain go away
i was down on my d+ck but look i made a way
bout three bands stashed away for a rainy day
ain’t a single day that go by where i don’t even catch a play
trap beating like a muhf+ckin 808
i just want the head so keep them legs closed b+tch i’m straight
push+up in a benz a young n+gga moving weight
we just f+cking at the spot we not going on no dates

34 packs in like shaq
choppa on the front seat im never gone lack
im tryna get these millions f+ck a plaque
im living the sweet life like my name was zack
im f+cking yo b+tch and i nut on her back
u say you want smoke then we dressed in all black
we thought he was real but he really run track a young n+gga dressin sharper than a tac

the package just touched down
and that sh+t came from green bay
remember them days i was dead broke
now i’m living life getting paid
old ex just hit my phone she wanna kick sh+t like a sensei
i feel like koby bryant when i smoke on the leaf all the pain fade



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