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Soulja Slim Years Later I'll Pay For It Oh Shit,(um, um), oh shit,(um, um), oh shit,(um, um). [Verse one] Look I like 'em wit a small waist and nice hips- So when I hit it from the back I get a nice grip- I be sweatin like a dog and I might slip- So wit the right hips I get a nice vise grip- I got that work and I just come from doin time again- You can't skip you see that line they standin in- Don't trip I got enough dick for all yall- They say that I'm a dog right after I knock em off- She mad at me tryna get me out summa my money- You get's nothin from me- You gon be broke round the fall this sunday- Believe that- You gon see that- I'm a thug ain't no love for the club rats- Yeah I told you I was breakin bread- But breakin bread to No Limit you heard what I said- I ain't stutter I'm a tricky ass motha'fucka- If you a hustla' lemme see you work them booty muscles- Get jiggy wit it- [Chorus] I'll pay fo' it, I'll pay fo' it, I'll pay fo' it, I'll pay fo' it. If I want it, I'f i want it, if i want it, If i want it I'll pay fo' it, I'll pay fo' it, I'll pay fo' it, I'll pay fo' it If i want it, If i want it, If i want it, If i pay fo' it, I'll pay fo' it. [Verse two] I leave some passion marks are fire red- Suck on that neck like a vamp when we in that bed- I'm not Jada I stopped kissin long time ago- I'm a playa and I don't put nothin pass a hoe- Move on it slow but I'll move fast when I want that ass- They break fast got that rock haters throw the stash- I'mma holla I got Caramel waitin on me red hatin on me- She really think I give a fuck that she skatin on me- What you heard the news all of em confused- For every one that I loose I bounce back wit two- You in love wit me I'm in love wit you Not mentally phisically what ya mouth do- Yeah that booty loose like a rubber bad- I ain't make it like that that was that otha man- I just start hittin it a few weeks ago- If you a pro lemme see you make that thing show- [Chorus] [Verse three] Lemme see you walk makin niggaz mad- She hatin on you cuz she ain't workin wit too much ass- I'm waitin on ya to make me and my dawgs proud'a ya- Throw that ass this way I gotta few dollas fo' ya- I'm hollin' fa' ya- I got three 50's and eight 20's- I'll give you these three 50's- If you rollin wit me- The rest goin on a motha'fuckin hotel- Soulja Slim got that work you can go tell- I got my dawgs screamin on the nextel-I'm a motha'fuckin dog send me to hell- I fuck all these bitches, I fuck all these hoes- I'm a dog nigga I'm a motha'fuckin dog like that- [Chorus]
Writer(s): James Tapp Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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