I'm So Paid (feat. Lil Wayne & Young Jeezy)

Rubbin' on that Italian leather Konvict Jeans on Ay yo Weezy, you ready? Yeah! I get it in 'til the sun rise Goin' 90 in a 65 Windows rolled down screamin' "Ah!" Hey-ey-ey, I'm so paid Number one hustler gettin' money Why you wanna count my money? I'm a hustler and don't need them One of y'all, you see, I'm so paid I see police on that crooked, I Doin' 100 on Interstate 95 My shorty leanin', blastin' that 'Do Or Die' Wishin' that a motherfucker would, 'cause we certified Got a system that'll beat and knock your wall off Got a pump under my seat, sawed-off Got a bunch of goons, hope they never call off I'm a sniper sittin' on the roof, already saw y'all Ain't too much to put a strain on me That's the reason why I had to put the blame on me I'd rather have them dollar bills rain on me Than to let them haters come and make a name off me That's why I get it in 'til the sun rise Doin' 90 in a 65 Windows rolled down screamin' "Ah!" Hey-ey-ey, I'm so paid Number one hustler gettin' money Why you wanna count my money? I'm a hustler and don't need them One of y'all, you see, I'm so paid I'm the boss, it only takes one call For a driver to hit you up and drop you off and that's all Guess what? I won't be takin' that fall Homie, I got cake, that's what I'm payin' them for Ha ha, ain't that funny? 'Cause niggas they want war but ain't got money 'Cause I've seen 'em all talk until they start gunnin' Quicker than Usain Bolt, the fastest thing runnin' Yeah, Akon! Weezy! Block oil holdin' down Jersey Devine makin' sure we gettin' it up front My little brother Boo got that vision, baby I get it in 'til the sun rise Doin' 90 in a 65 Windows rolled down screamin' "Ah!" Hey-ey-ey, I'm so paid Number one hustler gettin' money Why you wanna count my money? I'm a hustler and don't need them One of y'all, you see, I'm so paid Ah-oh, big money Weezy White wife-beater with the sig underneath it How do I feel? Bitch, I feel undefeated Snap my fingers, disappear from the precinct, yeah I'm ballin', we ball out Thoughts of we fallin' until the ball bounce I send some niggas with guns at y'all house Only to find out you live in a doll house Damn! But I thought you was tough though We carry choppers on our necks, call it cut throat We bury powers on the set that they come from We know magic turn weed smoke to gun smoke We ball first when we ride You in a Hearse when you ride I put my shoe down baby And I'm holdin' down Young Mula baby That's why I get it in 'til the sun rise Doin' 90 in a 65 Windows rolled down screamin' "Ah!" Hey-ey-ey, I'm so paid Number one hustler gettin' money Why you wanna count my money? I'm a hustler and don't need them One of y'all, you see, I'm so paid