50 CENT - Floyd Team lyrics

rate me

Ft. Lil Boosie

(Intro)

Diamonds on my neck like I'm kin to Fred Flinstone

Diamonds on my neck like I'm kin to Fred Flinstone

Diamonds on my neck like I'm kin to Fred Flinstone

Diamonds on my neck, diamonds on my, diamonds on my

(Hook)

I'm gettin' paid like a muthafucka

Paid, paid, paid, paid, paid

I'm gettin' paid like a muthafucka

Paid, paid, paid, paid, paid

My girl go ching ching ching ching

My life's up, ching ching ching ching

(Verse: Boosie)

This is my world, my spot, money in the droptop

Couple bad bitches, couple hunnid in the drop-top

Young rich nigga, Corleone, I talk my talk

Six different hustles, bitch I'm eatin' like a mob fuck

Block parties turned to yacht pads

Fat knots, now we black gods

I'm a gold getter, nigga, tottin' line, gold mine

I done bossed up

50 Cent on my line, nigga, we talk buff

Louie stories, spend cutlass and reegas nigga

Stupid dough, I gotta keep me a team of killas

My crew so thin, my car so thin, my bitch so thin

Look how she blow!

(Hook)

(Verse 2: 50 Cent)

My bread stackin', boi, I ain't lettin'

I'm playin' mac with yo bitch

My trap jumpin', I'll clap somethin'

Don't fuck around with my shit

Got an extra tip, I ball all winter

I'm ridin' round with my heat

On a night shift, I got a 4 5th

A flood nigga, I off his feet

When I’m riding dirty, got an Uzi with me

Got Boosie with me acting bougie with me

When the jewelry wit me, got a shooter with me

Ain't nun' niggas ain't even do with me

Gettin' payed like a muthafucka

Switch lanes like a muthafucka

We came like it's all legal

Hustle like a nigga really still need to

Watch yo permit, mac, with the right jacks

Tap that, cook it up, watch it come back

Right back, watch the crumbs go from the project

Turn into a farm and up the lot

Get yo gears all year, we gettin' paper

Sum' bitch niggas hate it

We can talk about it later

Right now we movin' major

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(Verse 3: Boosie)

I'm gettin' paid like a muthafucka

Say it ain't, then

We went from thugs in old-schools to Maybach friends

Push stars type o' cars legends lay back in

Cold lights in the water, I play nice with my lawyer

Beat the cake, shoppin' H, up the price for my lawyer

I'm my own CO, I'm an artist, I'm an important

I'm on the run, life good, I'm on a full stomach

Ain't St. John yet, but I'm a young prophet

(Hook)