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ypn kes- paid forever - ypn lyrics

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intro:
ooh i like this muhf*cker’
ypn b*tch we paid forever
y to the motherf*ckin’ p to the
n
we paid forever
we paid forever
we paid forever
b*tch, we paid forever
uh*uh gorjis

verse 1:
ypn b*tch yea
we paid forever
turn up on these n*****s
i’m bout’ to break the lever
flyer than a feather
short n****** ballin’
call me mayweather (swishh)
these giuseppe’s thеse zippin’ shoes
b*tch
i can turn ones into twos
b*tch
bought my b*tch somе jimmy choos
extras off the dog food
b*tch, hrrrrr
knick knack paddy wack get a dog a bone
nick whip patty and they tryna’ spend three bones
that’s three hunchos, i’m the head huncho
i need my money fast, b*tch i’m talking pr*nto (andele)
i remember i was just broke, ‘member that?
me and quack ridin’ ’round, pockets flat
now these pockets fat, b*tch, and they filled with racks
with some bosses now, aye, ain’t no lookin’ back!
can’t forget about my ******* b racks
made me hit the highway and spend them big racks
told me: stop buying them lil’ ass sacks
why pay 1400 for them zaps
he know where we can get ’em, enough for ten flat
sh*t, that’s the math ain’t got no problem with that
coupe full of sticks b*tch, this a stick shift
clip full of .222s’, them some shark tips
clique full of k!llers b*tch, we don’t squash sh*t
clique full of thousandaires, yeah we paid forever
b*tch, i can make it rain, forever (shake that ass!)
now i’m gone shake that tailfeather
i’ma real dumper b*tch, my wrist is my evidence (rollie)
clean the blender good i don’t ever need no evidence (nope)
you n*****s broke, your wrist is the evidence (f*ck is that)
old ass rolex, n***** that ain’t no president
you ran off on the plug, i stay right there
yeezys $850, ’bout to buy another pair
i could dump a brick easy in these yeezys
steppin’ on the dog food dance like chris breezy (oooh)
just bought my b*tch a louis bag, another one
broke ass n*****s hungry, y’all ain’t never full
standin’ in line at the club you ain’t got no pull
hop in, walk out they know i’m the plug
outro:
aye park this for me one time cuz
this a 60,000 dollar whip, man, no scratching my sh*t
“f*ck y’all doin’ in line??”
walk up to v.i.p. real quick
bring a couple bottles, coupe b*tches
you know what i’m saying
looking over the railing at these bum*ass n*****s
but yeah
paid forever
forever!

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