letra de you ain't getting paid - mac dre
[intro: mac dre]
recreation, mhm
recreation, mhm
yes, yeah, yeah
if we gon’ do it, it got to be like this (i agree)
it’s like riding a bike, it’s like riding a bike
md, playa jay tee
[verse 1: mac dre]
hopped on off the red eye at mccarran international
vip with the p in my natural
i’m on a mission, fishin’ for hutches
pretty prostitutes just looking lav and luscious
i’m a p.i., see i do this daily
if you pay me, then baby, maybe
i’ll introduce you to this finer way of living
i’m no the kind of n-gga that be divin’ up in women
for free, you see, i represent the p
doing pimp thangs like the playa jay tee
if a b-tch can’t buy it, i don’t want it
sucker free game and them lames can’t clone it
i give it you straight, put it in your face
let you have a taste, girl, i’m only tryna lace
bring your ass to the table so you can feast
if you gon’ be a freak, get paid, at least
[chorus: mac dre]
what? like that? ah nah
you ain’t gettin’ paid with all that junk?
you could be cool, doin’ it lav
girl, you’s a fool, you need to sell that babb
what? like that? ah nah
you ain’t gettin’ paid with all that junk?
you could be cool, doin’ it lav
girl, you’s a fool, you need to sell that babb
[verse 2: jay tee]
i give a f-ck if you asian, puerto rican or caucasian
i can turn you into a ho with a little persuasion
i got game, can play a b-tch like no other
i grew up listenin’ to that pimp sh-t by the young black brotha
that’s my folks, my potna, mi amigo
super bad b-tches follow us wherever we go
in a big, long cadillac sedan deville’a
me, mac dre, and miami, the cognac k!ller
straight smashin’, f-ck the law, man
in playa fashion, this gin to the jaw, man
i we tryna do is bump a ho and make it greater
get you out this way and push you in that alligator
the way we does this, it ain’t out yet
you could look, but young hutch, i doubt that
no need to lie, b-tch, you was made for that
with all that ass, you need to get paid for that
[chorus: mac dre]
what? like that? ah nah
you ain’t gettin’ paid with all that junk?
you could be cool, doin’ it lav
girl, you’s a fool, you need to sell that babb
what? like that? ah nah
you ain’t gettin’ paid with all that junk?
you could be cool, doin’ it lav
girl, you’s a fool, you need to sell that babb
[verse 3: jay tee, mac dre]
i see you walking, looks like you feel right
but where’s your purse? you ain’t got your scrill’ right?
you need to f-ck with some players from the v-a
to get that scratch, just do whatever we say
i know this indian b-tch, named running water
she sucks a good d-ck, i think her mother taught her
but there’s a problem, something’s missing
she’s broke, she don’t have a pot to p-ss in
i f-cked on the first night, pulled a train
she tried to take me home, said i blew her brain
but where’s your house? you live with your momma
you need to hit the ho stroll and f-ck all this drama
i can lead her to the faucet but can’t make her drink
the b-tch keep dirty dishes in her sink
her kids stay hungry and who don’t she owe
i tried to let her know and she still won’t ho
[chorus: mac dre]
what? like that? ah nah
you ain’t gettin’ paid with all that junk?
you could be cool, doin’ it lav
girl, you’s a fool, you need to sell that babb
what? like that? ah nah
you ain’t gettin’ paid with all that junk?
you could be cool, doin’ it lav
girl, you’s a fool, you need to sell that babb
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