| The newest rapper, a new artist
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| Makin' the cash flow, clockin' all the dollars
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| You can’t win against me, so why bother?
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| I came to make my name like official
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| You know the dollar signs, that’s my initial
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| I’m gettin' paid, on the drop of a dime
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| Everything is mine, so stand in line
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| So wait your turn, it’s time to earn
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| Excuse me, this court is adjourned
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| Walkin' down the street, with my fly dookie cables
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| Make sure the scenery is like stables
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| Keep steppin', right to Apollo
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| Yo, I’m in back, it’s my friends I follow
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| The whole clan got funky phase
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| We’re coolin', we’re gettin' paid
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| Well I’m back, on the subjects of presidents
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| Gettin' paid, coolin' in the residence
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| Sittin' home, waitin' for a show
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| The telephone rings, and then it’s time to go
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| Jump on a plane, and head down south
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| Yo, i’m dreamin' about, how i’m gonna turn it out
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| Let the people see, the real true Stezo
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| Pumpin' up the crowd, like i’m diesel
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| Makin' the girls go crazy
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| Guys sayin', «Stezo, you amaze me»
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| It’s O.K., 'cause i’m here to entertain |
| And funky music, I’m fillin your brain with
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| So relax, and let your body lay low
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| While I explain, how to make pesos
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| Put your mind into it, and have a trade
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| Look at us troop, we’re gettin' paid
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| Yo, Chris, and Jim Slice, they’re my DJ’s
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| And after shows, yo, they get a big raise
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| It’s time to get paid in '89
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| Check out the new rapper startin' to shine
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| I’m the S and the T and E and the Z-O
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| Just a Pisces, not a Leo
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| And if you look at the sun, it’s dedicated
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| I took a D home and had it medicated
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| On wax, introduced to the DJ’s
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| And if you can’t relate, you you’re Pre-K
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| Just remember, what I said
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| I’m gettin' presidents, yo, that are already dead
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| Plain and simple, I got it made
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| Like the title of the jam, i’m gettin' paid |