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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lavaa Man
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Allen Harold Baker
Songwriter
Lirik
Ugh
Yeah
Ha
Word
Awlll!
Oh
(Mumbling)
Ugh
Tell the old heads don't hate us
We just them young **** getting paper
Tell the old heads don't hate us
We just them young **** getting paper
Just some young **** getting paper
(Just some young **** getting paper)
Just some young **** getting paper
(Just some young **** getting paper)
Just some young **** getting paper
(Just some young **** getting paper)
Just some young **** getting paper
(Just some young **** getting paper)
Ugh
I get high behind tints
I stay wavy like crimps/
I got bitches like Prince
I get money with Cripz/
But my plug is a blood
Su woo to the hive/
If you run off on him
Then you won't be alive/
**** be doing the most
Like they don't wanna see the summer/
**** be doing the most
Like they don't wanna see they mother/
Can't a young **** live
I'm just tryna build/
Eat a couple mill
Without no deal/
Smelling like weed and Versace/
Right hand to God
These fuck boys can't stop me/
We turned the neighborhood up
We turned the neighborhood out/
Ratchet little bitch
She watch her little hood mouth/
I'm the golden God
Yeah Russell on the roof/
Tell rolling stone
I'm almost famous from burning down booths/
Word to my song
I always gotta lighter/
Cause I'm the Lavaa Man
Yeah I always got some fire/
Let a young **** eat
Awlll!
Tell the old heads don't hate us
We just them young **** getting paper
Tell the old heads don't hate us
We just them young **** getting paper
Just some young **** getting paper
(Just some young **** getting paper)
Just some young **** getting paper
(Just some young **** getting paper)
Just some young **** getting paper
(Just some young **** getting paper)
Just some young **** getting paper
(Just some young **** getting paper)
Tell the old heads don't hate us
We just them young **** getting paper
Tell the old heads don't hate us
We just them young **** getting paper
Just
Just
Just
Just
Get paid
Get paid
Get paid
Get paid
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Get paid
Get paid
Get paid
Get paid
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Get paid
Get paid
Get paid
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Just beacuse I told you you was late, don't mean that you stop texting me
I miss you
I hope we can get together soon
Bye
Written by: Allen Harold Baker

