Текст (слова) песни: Ll Cool J - Wanna Get Paid

Intro: LL Cool J & >The Lost Boyz
No question about it
Queens represent! >EEEEUUUuuhhh!
Uh! say what?
Queens represent! >YYYEEEEAAAHHHH!
Come on!
>Get down baby, down down down down down now!
Queens represent!
>Are you down now
Lost Boyz, LL Cool J > Are ya`s down now

Chorus: The Lost Boyz
You wanna get paid? You wanna get laid?
Pimp Yearlings in 360 ways
Live your life in an ill real way
Got 6 rides in your little drive-way
You get mad puff-lie all day
Make plans with your crime family
Get money money, take money money
Get money money, take money money

Verse One: LL Cool J
By age 19 Tyheim is turned out
he ain`t talking much, keep a dutch in his mouth
cop the aberrettes
Orange and Blue
Laced the Gore-tex, stepped with his crew
Black superstar, Jesus piece
Who he prayin` to? God or the Beast
Some bust blocks, feared on the block
Traded in the trucks for a silver drop top
Drug money flowin` . . . . . .
Jealousy is growin` . . . . . .
Paranoia got him second guessin`
D-T`s on his back got him stressin`
He was at the light blazin` up traum
Around the corner came a tinted out Yukon
Ten slugs in the door made him fall
Guess he should of never hustled at all

Chorus

Verse two: LL Cool J
My man Tay-Kwan like the chicks alot
Even when he hustled he kept them in his spot
He liked to fuck alot and make the rubber pop
5 baby mothers
1 live on my block
Shinin` in the club
Chickens showin` love
Cash bubblin` from pimpin` and drugs
He a real pretty cat
He get from his moms
Back in the seventies, she was the bomb
His games top notch, and he don`t stop
He hit a reverends daughter in a church parkin` lot
Tay-Kwan is sick, heartless with chicks
He liked to beat `em up, make `em suck dick
Met a little shorty, brought her back to Queens
Honey got the virus, you know the routine
Not only did he walk away with the HIV
Her man`s jealous, jooked him rediculously

Chorus

Verse Three: LL Cool J
UH UH UH UH UH UH UH UH
Yolanda`s alway`s got a sceam
Credit cards in ATM machines
Used to make coats, holdin` work got arrest
Honey made sons pockets bleed to death
She a vet, yet she look innocent and sweet
When she wet, aint no controllin` the heat
For baguettes she give love to ill thugs
Age of 15 she learned to pump drugs
Then she got pregnant, abandoned the kid
Met this drug kid, set him up and slid
Now she 23 full blown in the mix
Sizin` up wits than more cliques is gettin` chips
She down for whatever, as long as it pays
She tipped off the kids and got Tyheim blazed
She was in the same Yukon, laughin` with the thug
He said thanks for settin` Tyheim up
Take a slug

Chorus

Outro: LL, The Lost Boyz
LL Cool J:
Get paid mommy, come on, come on
Get paid daddy, come on, come on (repeat 4x)
The Lost Boyz:
Nigga`s they wellin` they just don`t know
It be LL and 83rd rockin the show
Now nigga`s they front, they just don`t know
But nigga`s wanna stick they ball in that hole
Oh oh oh oh oh, UH uh uh uh oh
Uh uh oh, uh oh oh oh !

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Ll Cool J - Wanna Get Paid Intro: LL Cool J & >The Lost Boyz No question about it Queens represent! >EEEEUUUuuhhh! Uh! say what? Queens represent! >YYYEEEEAAAHHHH! Come on! >Get down baby, down down down down down now! Queens represent! >Are you down now Lost Boyz, LL Cool J > Are ya`s down now Chorus: The Lost Boyz You wanna get paid? You wanna get laid? Pimp Yearlings in 360 ways Live your life in an ill real way Got 6 rides in your little drive-way You get mad puff-lie all day Make plans with your crime family Get money money, take money money Get money money, take money money Verse One: LL Cool J By age 19 Tyheim is turned out he ain`t talking much, keep a dutch in his mouth cop the aberrettes Orange and Blue Laced the Gore-tex, stepped with his crew Black superstar, Jesus piece Who he prayin` to? God or the Beast Some bust blocks, feared on the block Traded in the trucks for a silver drop top Drug money flowin` . . . . . . Jealousy is growin` . . . . . . Paranoia got him second guessin` D-T`s on his back got him stressin` He was at the light blazin` up traum Around the corner came a tinted out Yukon Ten slugs in the door made him fall Guess he should of never hustled at all Chorus Verse two: LL Cool J My man Tay-Kwan like the chicks alot Even when he hustled he kept them in his spot He liked to fuck alot and make the rubber pop 5 baby mothers 1 live on my block Shinin` in the club Chickens showin` love Cash bubblin` from pimpin` and drugs He a real pretty cat He get from his moms Back in the seventies, she was the bomb His games top notch, and he don`t stop He hit a reverends daughter in a church parkin` lot Tay-Kwan is sick, heartless with chicks He liked to beat `em up, make `em suck dick Met a little shorty, brought her back to Queens Honey got the virus, you know the routine Not only did he walk away with the HIV Her man`s jealous, jooked him rediculously Chorus Verse Three: LL Cool J UH UH UH UH UH UH UH UH Yolanda`s alway`s got a sceam Credit cards in ATM machines Used to make coats, holdin` work got arrest Honey made sons pockets bleed to death She a vet, yet she look innocent and sweet When she wet, aint no controllin` the heat For baguettes she give love to ill thugs Age of 15 she learned to pump drugs Then she got pregnant, abandoned the kid Met this drug kid, set him up and slid Now she 23 full blown in the mix Sizin` up wits than more cliques is gettin` chips She down for whatever, as long as it pays She tipped off the kids and got Tyheim blazed She was in the same Yukon, laughin` with the thug He said thanks for settin` Tyheim up Take a slug Chorus Outro: LL, The Lost Boyz LL Cool J: Get paid mommy, come on, come on Get paid daddy, come on, come on (repeat 4x) The Lost Boyz: Nigga`s they wellin` they just don`t know It be LL and 83rd rockin the show Now nigga`s they front, they just don`t know But nigga`s wanna stick they ball in that hole Oh oh oh oh oh, UH uh uh uh oh Uh uh oh, uh oh oh oh ! Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Wanna Get Paid: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/111/1/6792.html Все тексты песен: Ll Cool J » Ll Cool J - Fa Ha » Ll Cool J - Father » Ll Cool J - LL Cool J » Ll Cool J - Life As... » Ll Cool J - Mr. Smith/The Show soundtrack » Ll Cool J - How I`m Comin` » Ll Cool J - Feel the Beat » Ll Cool J - Cheesy Rat Blues » Ll Cool J - Big Ole Butt » Ll Cool J - 1-900-LL Cool J » Ll Cool J - Dear Yvette » Ll Cool J - You`re My Heart » Ll Cool J - Droppin Em » Ll Cool J - Rock The Bells » Ll Cool J - Straight From Queens » Ll Cool J - .357 Break it On Down » Ll Cool J - Say What » Ll Cool J - Jealous » Ll Cool J - Loungin` » Ll Cool J - Say What Рекомендуем скачать: » Яна - Хулиган » Яков Кофман - Если в душе твоей песня звучит... » Яна - Сигаретный дым » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Ярослав Юдин - Трамвай » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Яков Коган - Душа » Яна - Хорошо » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Яков Кофман - Мужики и бабы » Яков Коган - Последняя песня » Яков Кофман - Осколок » Яна - Хорошо » Ярослав Юдин - Весна » Янка Дягилева - Мы по колено: они и я » Яков Коган - Воспоминание о забытом киносеансе » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Яков Кофман - Пятый пункт » Яков Коган - Сон семилетнего » Яков Кофман - Россия Достоевского
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