Kolyon - I Am Paid lyrics
rate me[Hook]
Got money all in house,
Got money all in my couch
Put money round my neck
Got money all in my mouth
Got money for the lawyers, money for the drought
Got money for the shooters, you keep running your mouth
My money don’t run out, my money don’t run out
My money don’t run out, my money don’t run out
Got money for the lawyers, money for the drought
Got money for the shooters, you keep running your mouth
I am 1000...the real in this bitch
My neck and wrist so cold
You get the chills in this bitch
Oh no I will not fall
I really live that street shit
Make my money on the road
I’m trafficking potato chips
Got money all in my house
...P put money n his mouth
I would have did that, but I didn’t do that
cuase my people say I got a nice smile
Them hoes be wanna fuck me
But I don’t fuck me nothing
I bust my nuts off in the streets
That money call, I’m coming
spend..money on a rental car,
every time i switch it up ima tint the car
Them peanuts aint nothin bra.
Spend way more money at a titty bar
Real niggas we back in style
put way more pressure on them faggots now.
Catch a flag and I’ma air you out
I got paid lawyers,we goin to trial.
[Hook]
Got money all in house,
Got money all in my couch
Put money round my neck
Got money all in my mouth
Got money for the lawyers, money for the drought
Got money for the shooters, you keep running your mouth
My money don’t run out, my money don’t run out
My money don’t run out, my money don’t run out
Got money for the lawyers, money for the drought
Got money for the shooters, you keep running your mouth
Money bread in my toaster
Top off of my roadster
The back seat of that back
Feel like you’re riding on a new sofa
LV on my loafers, you can’t tell me I’m not saucer
I ain’t hit my number yet, but every day I get closer
Your bitch all in my shit, complimenting my fit
I ain’t have to say a word or nothing
It’s obvious she want dick
I don’t cry for no paper, a hundred k in my glove box
Bitch I got more money than every nigga in this club got
Dope house in my old days, yall do what I used to do
Nino and the corleones, we circling niggas like hula hoops
Bossed all I got boo with it
You’re half ass, y’all bullshiting
I ain’t short of no revenue,
no work either im full with it .
[Hook]
Got money all in house,
Got money all in my couch
Put money round my neck
Got money all in my mouth
Got money for the lawyers, money for the drought
Got money for the shooters, you keep running your mouth
My money don’t run out, my money don’t run out
My money don’t run out, my money don’t run out
Got money for the lawyers, money for the drought
Got money for the shooters, you keep running your mouth
I am paid, racks on racks, we are made, it’s racks on racks
It’s death before dishonor I’ma take it to the grave
So what you niggas hollering bout
Go on and bring them dollars out
Digits hit the lick and put
Every dime in his mouth
Choppa go to banging in the hood when it’s a drought
Heard he met a plug, I got a stick and I’m in his house
Chopper mean business no dog we can’t talk it out
7.623’s pin a pussy nigga to the couch
Tied a nigga up, ducktaped his bitch mouth
Condo on the water round the corner from my lickhouse
Money in my safe, might catch another case
All charges drop, my money long, I beat the state, young Corleone!!!!
[Hook]
Got money all in house,
Got money all in my couch
Put money round my neck
Got money all in my mouth
Got money for the lawyers, money for the drought
Got money for the shooters, you keep running your mouth
My money don’t run out, my money don’t run out
My money don’t run out, my money don’t run out
Got money for the lawyers,money for the drought
Got money for the shooters, you keep running your mouth.
Thanks to the corrector for correcting these lyrics
