Lyrics to Payroll
featuring Curren$y & Young Roddy
(Verse)
Can't late surveal, momma, what it is?
Green peanut butter and tear it and load it in here
And sip it in, got a weed for this shit,
Uncle's no sense for Christmas.
Quest that girl, said she be coming with you, but she didn't,
Poor girl slipping, she missed it.
Fuck how we living it, buttler's where I'm living it,
No busters my niggers, all of us authentic.
I'll show you how to pull on the strings like a talk center,
All the shit to ground when the door's in there
My car make the same sound when I start my engine,
Pardon me as I write over the margin, open up the market.
When I started fearing in my house home box office
In the Chevi' rolling out like the red carpet,
Hoes out tonight I wipe down my Ferrari,
Same old shit I'm talking,
Going down not daying the rawless.
(Hook)
I never got paid to give a fuck,
You might as well place another one.
I never got paid to give a fuck,
You might as well place another one.
I never got paid to give a fuck,
You might as well place another one.
(Verse)
Started out three niggers who came for business
On my kingsize mattress lay my mistress
First nigger from my set to make history,
I got a bitch, I own my wall, never get me.
And my father was a hustler that send me
Picture I used a pair of work at my tenth speed
Push the wind through, I gotta make the ends meet,
But I gotta show, I gotta buy the Fendy.
Purchase Louis, they tell me don't be stupid,
I wear my Nike's I grind on them Gucci
Plus the henry came and made me out to luto,
The place I call home has turn me to a shooter.
Yeah, the hip hop will never be the future
Cause I kill for it and spit like I'm toothless
But all that fake shit got me feeling rootless
Fuck you, pay me now, give a fuck, sew me.
I'm trying to make some bread for my junior,
Smelling like a palm of the exclusive
I never got paid to give a fuck,
So I might as well blaze another one.
Life, I wrap that shit for life.
I never got paid to give a fuck,
So you might as well blaze another one.
(Verse)
Can't late surveal, momma, what it is?
Green peanut butter and tear it and load it in here
And sip it in, got a weed for this shit,
Uncle's no sense for Christmas.
Quest that girl, said she be coming with you, but she didn't,
Poor girl slipping, she missed it.
Fuck how we living it, buttler's where I'm living it,
No busters my niggers, all of us authentic.
I'll show you how to pull on the strings like a talk center,
All the shit to ground when the door's in there
My car make the same sound when I start my engine,
Pardon me as I write over the margin, open up the market.
When I started fearing in my house home box office
In the Chevi' rolling out like the red carpet,
Hoes out tonight I wipe down my Ferrari,
Same old shit I'm talking,
Going down not daying the rawless.
(Hook)
I never got paid to give a fuck,
You might as well place another one.
I never got paid to give a fuck,
You might as well place another one.
I never got paid to give a fuck,
You might as well place another one.
(Verse)
Started out three niggers who came for business
On my kingsize mattress lay my mistress
First nigger from my set to make history,
I got a bitch, I own my wall, never get me.
And my father was a hustler that send me
Picture I used a pair of work at my tenth speed
Push the wind through, I gotta make the ends meet,
But I gotta show, I gotta buy the Fendy.
Purchase Louis, they tell me don't be stupid,
I wear my Nike's I grind on them Gucci
Plus the henry came and made me out to luto,
The place I call home has turn me to a shooter.
Yeah, the hip hop will never be the future
Cause I kill for it and spit like I'm toothless
But all that fake shit got me feeling rootless
Fuck you, pay me now, give a fuck, sew me.
I'm trying to make some bread for my junior,
Smelling like a palm of the exclusive
I never got paid to give a fuck,
So I might as well blaze another one.
Life, I wrap that shit for life.
I never got paid to give a fuck,
So you might as well blaze another one.
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