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we paid remix - lil baby & 42 dugg lyrics

[intro: 42 dugg]
can’t be f*cked with
ayy, 4 pockets, huh
(section 8 just straight cooked this motherf*cker up)

[verse 1: 42 dugg]
’fore i go broke like joc
f*ck with that dog like vick (roof)
not that rock, that pit’
palm angels down to my sock
can’t hold my glock, reason i don’t really like that sh*t (n*gga, i don’t)
young turnt n*gga, can’t wife no b*tch (at all)
excuse my french, don’t like no b*tch (nope)
limo tinted, all five of my cars, yeah, i had it hard
seen my b*tch broke bad, i ain’t had a heart
skrrt, yeah, that’s us
two*tone ap, yeah, i’m bust
got the head from her, i ain’t even wanna f*ck (f*ck her)
why? sl*t, bye (f*ck on)
nothin’ on me from saks, everything revive
old n*gga tellin’ on bro, should’ve died
no, he ain’t k!ll ’em, dawg, he ain’t even try
still’ll bet my last shootin’ dice in the hood
take who chain? nah b*tch, not dugg’s
probably in somethin’ fast with a glock in the hood
courtside tickets, spillin’ wock’ on the wood
[chorus: 42 dugg & lil baby]
first turnt n*gga from the hood, they curious
four in cars, ’bout five in jewelry
i get the commas with numbers, that’s periodi got your bm wan’ put on amiris
first young n*gga in the a with two lams
run up fourteen mil’, started fourteen grams (same day)dope boy d*ckies and diamonds and timbs
you shouldn’t play with that boy, he is not one of them
bro, i kept taking l’s, finally got me a m
still making double, i don’t count what i spend
s550 2018
gotta come twenty if you hoppin’ in the benz
young turnt n*gga from the d to the a
i’m rockin’ with the lions, yeah, i’m rocking with the braves
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, we paid
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, we paid

[verse 2: gutta100]
gutta100 ayy fr
i keep a clip that hold 30, can’t let a b*tch do me dirty
you say that’s your b*tch but she flirting
someone come get her a drink shes thirsty
my dawg wanna crash derby,im finna blow up curby
brand new h*llcat come thru skurting
i like to flex put bands out on purpose
b*tch how you bad and broke i’m certain
paranoid at the trap,peak out the curtain
(verse 3: dee watkins)
i ain’t never call for no thot
i ain’t never trust no b*tch
she like 6 9 when we f*ck
but i ain’t never been no snitch
h*llcat 200 on the dash
these n*ggas can’t keep up for sh*t
n*gga how you broke, but still going live
and still trying to ?
n*gga you crazy as sh*t
get money you lazy as sh*t
n*gga stay want spin on that block with them glocks
just cause we famous and sh*t

[verse 4: lil baby]
i’ma turn it up a lil’ more this time
used to dream about gettin’ it, now i got it, i don’t drive
i had a spot like the varsity, what’ll you have?
you buy twenty, i’ll front what you buy
i put on drip, i believe i can i fly
n*ggas know that i’m rich, but they know not to try
i had a show in detroit and i stopped at revive
and spent fifty on all of the guys
all of these hoes in these stores make commission
and plus i’ma tip ’em, they holdin’ my size
get in your car and just put on your flashers
and follow the he*rs* since you say you gon’ ride
’cause somebody gon’ die if they f*ck with us
turn a five to a dime, that’s a double up
f*ck around, walk through church with my double cup
this sh*t a habit, i’m prayin’ i give it up
tiger stay with the wood, make ’em give it up
know i ran through a mil’ every week coppin’ weed
bruh beat the charge, i can get me some sleep
got a backend to pick up, i won’t even leave
run it up, f*ck around, give the ‘vette to dt
keep a hotboy with me, i got love for bg
chasin’ this paper since twelve or thirteen
runnin’ ’round in these streets, it was me and marquise
[verse 5: wavy navy pooh]
not on g*nius
freestyle on youtube

[verse 6: lakeyah]
lyrics not on here

[chorus 2: tyga]
uh, these n*ggas stay on my d*ck (yeah), talking “i’m broke, i’m rich”
keep me a badass b*tch with a glock on my hip inside of my whip
swallow a hollow tip, if the b*tch p*ssy bomb i’ma hit (yea)
i’ma spit in her mouth ’cause i’m lit, i’ma slip then i’m out in a bit
wanna l!ck, wanna play with the kid like the b*tch wanna babysit
i’m the heartbreak kid, don’t baby him
every b*tch wanna have baby with him
she lay her baby hairs on me, feeling like a baby again
b*tch, the block is hot (block is hot)

[outro: 42 dugg & lil baby]
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah we paid
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah we paid

- lil baby 42 dugg lyrics

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