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Paris TRE - Paid (feat. Kozzy) Lyrics



Paris TRE - Paid (feat. Kozzy) Lyrics




Man I'm trying to get paid
Man these hoes getting slayed
Took a flight to L.A
Had to make me some plays
Put some food on my plate
Got make sure I ate
Got make sure I'm straight
Cuz I'm trying to get paid

Cuz I'm trying to get paid
Man these hoes getting slayed
Cuz I'm trying to get paid
Took a flight to L.A
Cuz I'm trying to get paid
Had to make me some plays
Cuz I'm trying to get paid
I'll be back in three days

My bitch she Cuban
I get lost in that water Bermuda
I'm pulling up in hop out with that ruger
I'm they worst nightmare I'm feeling like Kruger
I chill like a villain I feel like I'm Luther
Dick her down one time she think that I'm super
I like to ball but I do not hoop
I feel like a bird when I hop out that coop
I knock his block off like this shit was jinga
All of these ones got me living in single
I stack my money up just like its pringle
I feel this shit all in the air like a seagull
My bitch is foreign I guess she illegal
Feeling like denzel this shit is to lethal
None of you niggas out here is my equal
None of you niggas out here is my people
Man I swear that I'm trying to get paid
Man most of these hoes getting slayed
Me and eli go straight to the bank
Then we run up a check everyday
This what you do when you got it
This what you do when you popping
Most of these niggas get mad
Yeah
Cuz i got these racks in my pocket
Whatever I want I'm gone cop it
And all of that hating just stop it
Most of my niggas just got it
Man I'm int the yo like I'm gotti

Man I'm trying to get paid
Man these hoes getting slayed
Took a flight to L.A
Had to make me some plays
Put some food on my plate
Got make sure I ate
Got make sure I'm straight
Cuz I'm trying to get paid

Cuz I'm trying to get paid
Man these hoes getting slayed
Cuz I'm trying to get paid
Took a flight to L.A
Cuz I'm trying to get paid
Had to make me some plays
Cuz I'm trying to get paid
I'll be back in three days

I get lost in these racks like maze
So much money I don't gotta save
Won't be surprised it won't fit in the safe
When it come to that bread I'll catch case
I'm in that ghost I ain't trying to race
They gone respect me like major payne
I'm one in a million we are not same
Aim at yo head bullet threw ya brain
Bang
These niggas flexing for change
Ayy
Most of y'all niggas just lame
Stay in ya lane VVS be all in my chain
Diamonds be all in my rang Ozzy known to make it rain
What more do they want I do what they don't
Patek it's two toned I'm bad to the bone
Don't need me no loan I got my own
Cuz lil bitch I'm grown I do what I want
When I sip on that act I don't know how to act
And if you looking for me you know where I'm at
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Man I'm trying to get paid
Man these hoes getting slayed
Took a flight to L.A
Had to make me some plays
Put some food on my plate
Got make sure I ate
Got make sure I'm straight
Cuz I'm trying to get paid

Cuz I'm trying to get paid
Man these hoes getting slayed
Cuz I'm trying to get paid
Took a flight to L.A
Cuz I'm trying to get paid
Had to make me some plays
Cuz I'm trying to get paid
I'll be back in three days

My bitch she Cuban
I get lost in that water Bermuda
I'm pulling up in hop out with that ruger
I'm they worst nightmare I'm feeling like Kruger
I chill like a villain I feel like I'm Luther
Dick her down one time she think that I'm super
I like to ball but I do not hoop
I feel like a bird when I hop out that coop
I knock his block off like this shit was jinga
All of these ones got me living in single
I stack my money up just like its pringle
I feel this shit all in the air like a seagull
My bitch is foreign I guess she illegal
Feeling like denzel this shit is to lethal
None of you niggas out here is my equal
None of you niggas out here is my people
Man I swear that I'm trying to get paid
Man most of these hoes getting slayed
Me and eli go straight to the bank
Then we run up a check everyday
This what you do when you got it
This what you do when you popping
Most of these niggas get mad
Yeah
Cuz i got these racks in my pocket
Whatever I want I'm gone cop it
And all of that hating just stop it
Most of my niggas just got it
Man I'm int the yo like I'm gotti

Man I'm trying to get paid
Man these hoes getting slayed
Took a flight to L.A
Had to make me some plays
Put some food on my plate
Got make sure I ate
Got make sure I'm straight
Cuz I'm trying to get paid

Cuz I'm trying to get paid
Man these hoes getting slayed
Cuz I'm trying to get paid
Took a flight to L.A
Cuz I'm trying to get paid
Had to make me some plays
Cuz I'm trying to get paid
I'll be back in three days

I get lost in these racks like maze
So much money I don't gotta save
Won't be surprised it won't fit in the safe
When it come to that bread I'll catch case
I'm in that ghost I ain't trying to race
They gone respect me like major payne
I'm one in a million we are not same
Aim at yo head bullet threw ya brain
Bang
These niggas flexing for change
Ayy
Most of y'all niggas just lame
Stay in ya lane VVS be all in my chain
Diamonds be all in my rang Ozzy known to make it rain
What more do they want I do what they don't
Patek it's two toned I'm bad to the bone
Don't need me no loan I got my own
Cuz lil bitch I'm grown I do what I want
When I sip on that act I don't know how to act
And if you looking for me you know where I'm at
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Writer: Tremaine Johnson
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Performed By: Paris TRE
Length: 3:08
Written by: Tremaine Johnson

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