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baby jamo – young & paid كلمات اغاني

[intro]
(haha, haha, hey, hey, hey hold on [?])
(hey tall wall)
(hey turn me up 6ix, hey turn me up)
hey ark, on ahk n_gga, on roach you know how this sh_t go man
hey tall wall, d_mn

[chorus]
she want to f_ck with me ’cause she know that i’m paid
i don’t f_ck with a b_tch that’s on minimum wage
what you make in a week i can make in a day
and i’m sliding that c8 just like a strafe
might go under armour might trap out balenci’
got a lot of dior sh—
got a lot of dior sh_t [?]
and i trap in amiri i could run up a fifty
she want to f_ck with me ’cause she know that i’m paid
i don’t f_ck with a b_tch that’s on minimum wage
what you make in a week i can make in a day
and i’m sliding that c8 just like a strafe
might go under armour might trap out balenci’
got a lot of dior sh—
got a lot of dior sh_t [?]
and i trap in amiri i could run up a fifty

[verse 1]
when i’m getting them loads, that sh_t like cosco
posted it right, that sh_t gotta go
i’ll sell you this sh_t that’ll f_ck up your nose
we back in the spot and we cracking a toast
might slide out [?] might slide out lax
we catching them bags, we getting ’em back
i don’t sell no grams i don’t sell no [?] but if i’m f_cked up i’ll sell you a quack
and shoutout to coop he gone get this sh_t off
and shoutout to [?] working his dog
i be giving ’em law i ain’t worried ’bout law
they get behind us and you know we gon’ dog ’em
i’m playing my mirrors and gripping that—
i’m playing my mirrors and gripping that blatt
might pick up that drac’ ’cause i’m riding with that
and i’m swerving the city in something fat
i’m swerving the city in something that blow
i’m up 37th or i’m up on the blow
shoutout to [?] got rich on them loads
[?] i be trashing these hoes
my phone keep ringing this sh_t jhi dance
[?] a 41 cartier this sh_t jhi dance
need a bust down q with a bust down pendant
we gon’ spend all this sh_t let’s see who winning
[chorus]
she want to f_ck with me ’cause she know that i’m paid
i don’t f_ck with a b_tch that’s on minimum wage
what you make in a week i can make in a day
and i’m sliding that c8 just like a strafe
might go under armour might trap out balenci’
got a lot of dior sh—
got a lot of dior sh_t [?]
and i trap in amiri i could run up a fifty
she want to f_ck with me ’cause she know that i’m paid
i don’t f_ck with a b_tch that’s on minimum wage
what you make in a week i can make in a day
and i’m sliding that c8 just like a strafe
might go under armour might trap out balenci’
got a lot of dior sh—
got a lot of dior sh_t [?]
and i trap in amiri i could run up a fifty

[verse 2]
a lil’ light fifty i could run up a ticket
i could run up a fifty off serving them diddies
we ain’t talking ’bout opps ’cause sh_t done got wicked
i want my opps to go get richer
and i’m keeping it shhh i stand on business
don’t speak on the beef when i get around b_tches
n_ggas know tall he gon’ be the suspect not no f_cking victim
i’m f_cking with k!llers i’m f_cking with robbers i’m f_cking with robbers i’m f_cking with drag gods
[?] take a b_tch up on a date whole time it’s alias smoke with her baby father
taking b_tches out to [?] know them b_tches love it
all they tryna do is go and get a drink and tryna f_ck me
try to [?] on tall you know i ain’t sweet
i be paying for sh_t and pressing delete
i’m clutching that blatt and i’m clutching that micro n_gga [?]
we take sh_t to the [?] like the nuggets do a full sweep (hey wall)
tall up in that car we shoot at nuggets, not no f_cking knees (bah bah)
[chorus]
she want to f_ck with me ’cause she know that i’m paid
i don’t f_ck with a b_tch that’s on minimum wage
what you make in a week i can make in a day
and i’m sliding that c8 just like a strafe
might go under armour might trap out balenci’
got a lot of dior sh—
got a lot of dior sh_t [?]
and i trap in amiri i could run up a fifty
she want to f_ck with me ’cause she know that i’m paid
i don’t f_ck with a b_tch that’s on minimum wage
what you make in a week i can make in a day
and i’m sliding that c8 just like a strafe
might go under armour might trap out balenci’
got a lot of dior sh—
got a lot of dior sh_t [?]
and i trap in amiri i could run up a fifty

[outro]
(long live whites, uh)
([?] get [?], uh)
(long live reek and buggs, we gon’ spin out the city, on ahk)
(man, stop playing with tall man)

- baby jamo

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