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letra de payday - revorev

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(hook) (2x)

million of dollars a day (yeah)
rhyming until i can get paid
fake n-ggas around me they get sprayed
tracy i’m balling mcgrady

i bring the heat i’m dwyane wade
girl on my way she gon’ get laid
dream league yeah we self made
no trade clause, you cannot trade

(verse 1 – revorev)

now enough of this singing sh-t
cause you probably think i’m a b-tch
but don’t get me wrong
i might sing along
but i’m king kong in this b-tch

i got bodies in the coffin
bodies in the river
ask your b-tch how i’ve been that n-gga
while you out there tweeting n-gga
that’s why i don’t really beef with n-ggas
slap the taste out your mouth boy
charged up see the scouts boy
we walk the talk check the charts boy
we running sh-t in the south boy

competition where you at?
got your momma wearing black
these scrubs are under attack
them tracks you’re dropping they wack huh

i’m on my bag you know it
i cannot brag enough
you cannot jack my stuff
my sh-t is so hard to touch

we shooting at everybody
my idol my enemy
i’m happy we saw you crumble
we saw your identity b-tch

(hook) (2x)

million of dollars a day (yeah)
rhyming until i can get paid
fake n-ggas around me they get sprayed
tracy i’m balling mcgrady
i bring the heat i’m dwyane wade
girl on my way she gon’ get laid
dream league yeah we self made
no trade clause, you cannot trade

(verse 2 – $orr¥)

hey hey
balling like tracy mcgrady
don’t need that b-tch i be straight hey
i’m trynna get to the cake hey

i been in this sh-t since the 8th grade
i f-ck on that b-tch then i skate yeah
i’m ‘bout to do a 180
i don’t chase these b-tches chase paper yeah

i don’t give a f-ck about a hater
n-gga just call me for favors
play with the gang, it gets dangerous
money and fame, it can’t change us

i got all of this drip, it’s contagious
talk to my b-tch and the thing bust
some of these n-ggas i can’t trust
walk in the bank and i gain funds
these n-ggas broke, they done
you ain’t never shot no gun
imma sing for your b-tch and she cum
she gone give me the head in abundance

she might give me that p-ssy for lunch
i bust a nut and then imma run
they know i ran this sh-t up but i ain’t run up enough

even when i’m lying on the bed i’m just being honest
me and revo got ‘em scared, we just getting started
i ain’t even on a plane but my sh-t is charting
then again i can’t complain, got the game in my pocket

then again i can’t complain, i know these b-tches watching
and these n-ggas came with flames, we came with f-cking rockets
we ain’t sipping on champagne but my n-ggas popping
blood sweat and tears, i just wanna get the money

(hook) (2x)

million of dollars a day (yeah)
rhyming until i can get paid
fake n-ggas around me they get sprayed
tracy i’m balling mcgrady

i bring the heat i’m dwyane wade
girl on my way she gon’ get laid
dream league yeah we self made
no trade clause, you cannot trade

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