I'm So Paid (feat. Lil Wayne & Young Jeezy)

Rubbin' on that Italian leather
Them Konvict jeans on
Ay, yo, Weezy, you ready
Yeah

I get it in till the Sun rise
Doin 90 in a 65
Windows rolled down screamin out
Ay, ay, I'm, I'm so paid
Number 1 hustler gettin' money
Why you wanna count my money
I'm a hustler don't need nann one of y'all see
I'm so paid

I see police on the crooked I
Doin a 100 on Interstate ninety-fi'
My shorty leanin', blastin' that do or die
Pushin' that motherfuckin wood 'cause we certified
Got a system that'll beat and knock your wall off
Got a pump under my seat, the sawed-off
Got a bunch of goons hope they never call off
And my snipers sittin' on the roof already saw y'all
Ain't too much to put a strain on me
That's the reason why I have to put the blame on me
Rather have them dolla' bills rain on me
Than to let them haters come and make a name off me
That's why

I get it in till the Sun rise
Doin 90 in a 65
Windows rolled down screamin out
Ay, ay, I'm, I'm so paid
Number 1 hustler gettin' money
Why you wanna count my money
I'm a hustler don't need nann one of y'all see
I'm so paid

I'm the boss it only takes 1 call
For a driver to hit you up and drop you off, that's all
Guess what
I won't be takin' that fall
Homie, I got cake that's what I'm payin them for
Haha
Ain't that funny
'Cause niggas they want war but ain't got money
'Cause I seen them all talk until they start gunnin'
Quicker than Usain Bolt
The fastest thang runnin'
Yeah
Akon, Weezy
Block oil holdin' down Jersey
Devon makin' sure we gettin' it up front
My lil brother boo got that vision bake it

I get it in till the Sun rise
Doin 90 in a 65
Windows rolled down screamin out
Ay, ay, I'm I'm so paid
Number 1 hustler gettin' money
Why you wanna count my money
I'm a hustler don't need none of y'all see
I'm so paid

I am, big money Weezy
White wife beater with the sig underneath it
How do I feel bitch I feel undefeated
Snap my fingers disappear from the precinct
Yeah
I'm ballin' we ball out
Thoughts of before until the ball bounce
I see some niggas with guns at y'all house
Only to find out you live in a doll house
Damn
But I thought you was tough don't
We carry choppers on our necks
Call it cut throat
We, bury powers on the set
That they come from
We, no magic turn
We smoke the gun smoke
We, bomb first when we ride
You, in a hearse when you ride
Ay
I put my shoes on, baby
And I'm holding down Young Mula, baby
That's why

I get it in till the Sun rise
Doin 90 in a 65
Windows rolled down screamin out
Ay, ay, I'm, I'm so paid
Number 1 hustler gettin' money
Why you wanna count my money
I'm a hustler don't need none of y'all see
I'm so paid