| Diamonds on my neck like I’m kin to Fred Flintstone
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| Diamonds on my neck like I’m kin to Fred Flintstone
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| Diamonds on my neck like I’m kin to Fred Flintstone
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| Diamonds on my — d-diamonds on my
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| I’m getting paid like a motherfucker
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| Paid, paid, paid, paid, paid
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| I’m getting paid like a motherfucker
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| Paid, paid, paid, paid, paid
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| My dough go
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| Ching, ching, ching, ching, ching, ching, ching
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| My life’s a
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| Ching, ching, ching, ching, ching, ching, ching
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| This is my world, my spot, money in the droptop
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| Couple bad bitches, couple hundreds in the droptop
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| Young, rich nigga, Corleone, I talk my talk
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| Six different hustles, bitch, I’m eating like the mob
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| Block parties turned to yacht parties
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| Fat knots now we black cardin', I’m a go-getter, nigga
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| Clothing line, gold mine, I done bossed up
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| 50 Cent on my line, nigga, we talk bucks
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| Louis stove, we spent Cutlass in Regus, nigga
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| Stupid dough, I gotta keep me a team of killers
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| My crew so big, my car so big
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| My bitch so thick, look how she bling
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| My bread stacking, boy, I ain’t lacking
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| I’m playing mack with your bitch
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| My trap jumping, I clap something
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| Don’t fuck around with my shit
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| Got a nasty temper, boy, all winter
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| I’m riding around with my heat
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| On the night shift I got a four fifth
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| I blow a nigga off his feet
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| When I’m riding dirty, got an Uzi with me
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| Got Boosie with me, acting boogie with me
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| Winner jewelry with me, got a shooter with me
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| There ain’t nothing niggas 'round can do with me
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| Getting paid like a motherfucker, get bread
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| Switching lanes like a motherfucker, shit yeah
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| Move the 'caine like it’s all legal
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| Hustle like a nigga really still need to
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| Watch it come in back, hit the right jack
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| Stack that, cook it up, watch it come back
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| Right back, watch the crumbs come from the pot
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| Turn into a foreign up the lot
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| Switch gears all year, we getting paper
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| Some bitch niggas hate us
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| We could talk about it later
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| Right now we moving major
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| I’m getting paid like a motherfucker, say that then
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| We went from thugs and old schools to Maybach friends
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| Push start all type of cars, legends laid back in
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| Cold ice in the water, I play nice with my lawyer
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| Beat the case, shocked the nation, up the price for my lawyer
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| I’m my own CEO, I’m an artist, I’m an employer
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| I’m on the run, life good, I’m on a full stomach
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| Ain’t Sean John yet, but I’m a young Puffy |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Boosie Bad Azz Paid, artist - Boosie Badazz. Album song Empire, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп