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pay me to speak - stunna 4 vegas lyrics

pay me to speak lyrics
[intro]
mm, mm, mm
mm, mm, mm
mm, mm, mm (bah)
mm, mm (bah, bah)
(get your b*tch ass down)
grrt, grrt
(f*ck n*gga, i’ma nail your b*tch ass)
uh*huh

[chorus]
uh, i make ’em pay me to speak, uh, i won’t even talk for free (uh*uh)
uh, they say talk is cheap, so i put diamonds on my t**th (ice, ice)

[verse 1]
b*tch, you would’ve thought my n*ggas was perverts how my n*ggas creep (creep)
uh, drop the window, let that choppa sw*ng, that sh*t sound like a beat (bah, bah, bah, bah)
spot ’em, pop ’em, drop ’em, uh, we make n*ggas bleed (get down)
my opps play hide and seek, she love 4, come give that top to me (eat, eat)
uh, b*tch, we ain’t got’ do no talking, ho, get on your knees (ain’t got’ do no talking, ho)
n*gga, i ain’t gon’ do no arguing or no copping pleas
uh, rae rae’s son a g, i crack a four and chuck the east (blatt)
won’t leave the house without my heat (uh*uh)
we smoking sh*t, no swisher sweets, b*tch
if it ain’t my fire, then it’s them racks stuffed in my jeans (racks, racks)
yeah, i fill my cup with lean, everybody eating on my team (wock’, wock’)
uh, i can tell you why these n*ggas hate (f*ck ’em), b*tch, ’cause we get the pape’ (pape’)
we been back to back in all the srts, these lil’ n*ggas late (vroom, ayy, look)
hefe tote that arp just like a baby drac’ (boom, boom, boom, get down)
taliban think he z, he just might eat your face (he think he z)
uh, she let me paint her face, she a keeper (she a keeper)
super eater, fn on me sing just like aliyah (like aliyah)
ayy, that’s my opp stopper, wherever we catch that n*gga, that’s where we leave him (that’s where we leave him at)
these n*ggas crime stoppers, they wanna woof on ig, but won’t get even (n*ggas ain’t even, man)
uh, n*gga, come get active, n*gga (come on), i ain’t beefing on your feed (tryna k!ll your b*tch ass)
i ain’t woofing on your status, i’m tryna find out where they be so we can do another one nasty (find out where they at, yeah, f*ck them)
swiss cheese the v, no paramedics (get your b*tch ass down)
them n*ggas play until we catch ’em, it be rips and get betters (fft, bah, bah, bah, get down)
[chorus]
uh, i make ’em pay me to speak, i won’t even talk for free (n*gga, i ain’t talk—)
they say talk is cheap, so i put diamonds on my t**th (i put ice all in my sh*t)
n*gga, i ain’t finna play with you, i’ma let my choppa speak (i’ll let my chop speak)

[verse 2]
my opps play hide and seek, catch that boy, then hit delete (hit delete)
my b*tch on fleek, these n*ggas just wan’ be like me and live like me, but they can’t (ha, blatt)
get ’em spanked, these n*ggas ain’t got chip like me (n*ggas ain’t got no f*ckin’ money)
uh, they ain’t gon’ crank or go get a n*gga flipped like me (4)
i ain’t never got no gift for father’s day, but i got mini mes (i got mini mes)
could get rid of my enemies, but they ain’t making noise (they ain’t making noise)
them n*ggas baby boys (baby boys), ain’t kids, but we stay in toys (vroom)
n*gga, you ain’t got no pape’, how you gon’ go to war? (how you gon’ go to war)
we sippin’ qua’, b*tch, we really drank, we pouring fours or more (pouring fours or more)
no pin or pape’, no pad or pen (what?), no iphone, i can’t write a chorus (this sh*t off the top)
off the top, she come out her top like she on jersey shore (ha)
uh, f*ck n*gga sent a diss, we want his life, of course (course)
n*ggas try to trick me out my motherf*ckin’ spot, but i gotta stay on course (i gotta stay on—)
we still on the bullsh*t, n*gga, i need two or more
you ain’t gon’ do that sh*t a hundred percent, then what you do it for? (get your b*tch ass down, n*gga)
uh*huh (f*ck you, n*gga), these diamonds hit like a boxer in the fourth round (it’s 4)
n*gga get gunned down and then i go on tour (bah, bah)

[chorus]
uh, i make ’em pay me to speak, i won’t even talk to for free (uh, i need that money first)
they say talk is cheap, so i put diamonds on my t**th (so i put diamonds in my, uh, uh)
n*gga, i ain’t finna play with you, i’ll let my choppa speak (i ain’t finna play with your b*tch ass)
[verse 3]
ayy, listen, p, we’ll light your sh*t up like a christmas tree (ayy, light your sh*t up like it’s christmas time)
we do a shh, then switch the v (ha), my opps play hide and seek (ha)
she give that top to me (eat, eat), he ain’t looking for me, be dodging me (f*ck n*gga, shut up)
uh, we get sh*t hot just like carter 3 (hot, b*tch)
i wake up, double coffee cup, but this the wocky*cky*cky (wocky*cky*cky*cky*cky*cky*cky*cky*cky)
uh, this ain’t no coffee
that n*gga woofing on that ‘gram, that’s where he lost it (on that ‘gram, that’s where he lost it)
uh, lil’ bro bring me his head, it won’t cost me nothing (nah)
’cause i might be right there when we hopping out dumping

[outro]
uh, they get a n*gga whacked, they gon’ blame stunna
uh, uh, gunner
i ain’t gon’ slide, i’ma do a thunder
uh

- stunna 4 vegas lyrics

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