payper corleone - as e dey go lyrics
yo’ swag
it’s corleone
and you know as e dey go, trap house entertainment baby!
i’m from the 775 n-gga, westside…… and you know as e dey go
look
chorus;
it’s money all on my mind and you know as e dey go, look
and you know as e dey go
i hit the chick from behind and she know as e dey go, look
and she know as e dey go
you better get on your grind boy you know as e dey go, look
and you know as e dey go
i for like reason your matter but you know as e dey go, look
and you know as e dey go
verse 1 (payper) ;
heavy liquor team sippin on johnny walker we wasted by the bay/
and beside me a lady that think she’s yemi alade/
if we don’t link up tonight, then we’re connecting by the day/
baby pardon my manners i’m off the henny by the way/
they expect me to stumble but my hunger grew/
i just hope you’ve got my chicken ready when i come for you/
talking aristos me and my cats brought a few/ never comfortable/
so i’m walking around with the burner too/
i’m on some other cruise got a minute to go (o lord)
i bet them n-ggas goin try to mimick the flow/
i was out there on the west scheming tryna get with the dough/
when the country’s in a recession, it’s hard to get it you knowww/ (talk to ’em)
but still my mind is on the mula/
i line them all up like my nine is on a ruler/
my moms looked at me like designer’s gonna suit ya/
i smiled back and left and bought mama some medussa/
chorus;
it’s money all on my mind and you know as e dey go, look
and you know as e dey go
i hit the chick from behind and she know as e dey go, look
and she know as e dey go
you better get on your grind boy you know as e dey go, look
and you know as e dey go
i for like reason your matter but you know as e dey go, look
and you know as e dey go
verse2 ;
ycee
see i collect the money go, and imma bring it back one time/
who want try to breach the contract baba god don sign/
gold thing pon the wrist but it don’t even tell time/
on the road to riches all you see is stop signs/ (hol it)
i tell the dj palying bring it back/
your girl a swimmer diving in my lap bruh/
i shut her down like she was a laptop/
make her see stars like she typing in a p-ssword/
and you know as e dey go/
your shorty digging me and i know that she a hoe/
gold medal for the jaw yeah i know that she a pro/
everybody dropping banger, but no be everyone go blow/
you ain’t got a back to back don’t call me homie/ oouu oouu
single n-gga you can never call me lonely/ oouu oouu
cheer leader you can never call me homie yeah i’m with my n-gga vito but shoutout to corleone/
chorus;
it’s money all on my mind and you know as e dey go, look
and you know as e dey go
i hit the chick from behind and she know as e dey go, look
and she know as e dey go
you better get on your grind boy you know as e dey go, look
and you know as e dey go
i for like reason your matter but you know as e dey go, look
and you know as e dey go
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