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Rubbing' on that Italian leather Dem' Konvict jeans on! Ay yo Weezy! You Ready? Yeah! I get it in 'til sunrise Doing 90 in a 65 Windows rolled down screaming Ah!!! Hey-ey-ey... I'm so paid Number one hustler get money Why do you wanna count my money? I'm a hustler don't need them! One of them you all see! I'm so paid I see police on the crooked I Doing a 100 on the Interstate 95 My shawty leanin' blasting that Do or Die Pushin' that motherfuckin' wood cause we certified Got a system that ll beat and knock your wall off Got a pump under my seat, the sawed-off Got a bunch of goons, hoping they never call off I'm a sniper sitting on the roof already saw you all It ain't too much to put a strain on me That's the reason why I had to put the blame on me I rather have them dollar bills rain on me Then let them haters come and make the name of me Letras de cancionesThat's why... I get it in 'til sunrise Doing 90 in a 65 Windows rolled down screaming Ah!!! Hey-ey-ey... I'm so paid Number one hustler get money Why do you wanna count my money? I'm a hustler don't need them! One of them you all see! I'm so paid I am the boss it only takes one call For a driver to hit you up and drop you off that's all Guess what I won't be taking that fall Homie I got cake that's what I'm paying them for (aha!) Ain't that funny? 'cause niggas want war but ain't got money 'cause I've seen them all talking 'til they start gunning Quicker than Usain Bolt the fastest thing running Yeah! Akon! Weezy! Block oil holdin' down Jersey Divine making sure we gettin' it up front My little brother Boo got that vision bake it! I get it in 'til sunrise Doing 90 in a 65 Windows rolled down screaming Ah!!! Hey-ey-ey... I'm so paid Number one hustler get money Why do you wanna count my money? I'm a hustler don't need them! One of them you all see! I'm so paid Oh-oh, Big money Weezy White wife beater with the sig underneath it How do I feel bitch I feel undefeated Snap my fingers disappear from the precinct Yea! I'm ballin' we ball out Thoughts of before until the ball bounce I send some niggas with guns to you all house Only to find out you live in a doll house Damn! But I thought you was tough don't We carry choppers on our necks Call it cut throat We, bury powers on the set that they come from We, know magic turn Weed smoke to gun smoke We, bomb first when we ride You, in a hearse when you ride Ay-yay I put my shoes on baby And I'm holding down Young Mula baby! That's why... I get it in 'til sunrise Doing 90 in a 65 Windows rolled down screaming Ah!!! Hey-ey-ey... I'm so paid Number one hustler get money Why do you wanna count my money? I'm a hustler don't need them! One of them you all see! I'm so paid From Letras Mania