Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Payday , by - Derek Pope. Song from the album Sunken City Redux, in the genre СоулRelease date: 10.09.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Top Floor
Song language: English
Payday |
| I smell money outside your door |
| But I don’t fuck with y’all hoes no more |
| Even for a million dollars |
| And think what you do for a million |
| I be up just let me blow |
| Pocket full of shapes all made of gold |
| Ooh, phones keeps ringing like we got snow |
| Ooh, plugs still dry tell me it ain’t so, ooh |
| Gold up on the ak’s (we all want a payday) |
| Say gold up on the ak’s (we all want a payday) |
| I smell money outside your door |
| But I don’t fuck with y’all hoes no more |
| Even for a million dollars |
| And think what you do for a million |
| Checks in the bank every other week |
| Checking my phone |
| I be too high like please don’t speak |
| Everything I feel out of your reach, yeah |
| Gold up on the ak’s (we all want a payday) |
| Say gold up on the ak’s (we all want a payday) |
| I smell money outside your door |
| But I don’t fuck with y’all hoes no more |
| Even for a million dollars |
| And think what you do for a million |