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Akon - I’m So Paid Lyrics

[Intro]
Rubbing’ on that Italian leather
Dem’ Konvict jeans on!
Ay yo Weezy! You Ready?
Yeah!

[Chorus]
I get it in ‘till sunrise
Doing 90 in a 65
Windows rolled down screaming “Ahhh!!!”
Hey-ey-ey… I’m so paid
Number one hustla get money
Why do you wanna count my money?
I’ma hustla don’t need them! One of them ya’ll see!
I‘m so paid

[Verse 1]
I see police on the crooked I
Doing a 100 on the Interstate 95
My shawty leanin’ blasting that Do or Die
Pushin’ that motherf**kin’ wood cuz 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 y’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
That’s why…

[Chorus]
I get it in ‘till sunrise
Doing 90 in a 65
Windows rolled down screaming “Ahhh!!!”
Hey-ey-ey… I’m so paid
Number one hustla get money
Why do you wanna count my money?
I’ma hustla don’t need them! One of them ya’ll see!
I‘m so paid

[Verse 2]
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?
Cuz niggas want war but ain’t got money
Cuz I’ve seen them all talking ‘till they start gunnin’
Quicker than Usain Bolt the fastest thing running
Yeah! Akon! Weezy!
Block oil holdin’ down Jersey
Devine making sure we gettin’ it up front
My little brother Boo got that vision bake it!

[Chorus]
I get it in ‘till sunrise
Doing 90 in a 65
Windows rolled down screaming “Ahhh!!!”
Hey-ey-ey… I’m so paid
Number one hustla get money
Why do you wanna count my money?
I’ma hustla don’t need them! One of them ya’ll see!
I‘m so paid

[Lil Wayne – Verse 3]

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 we fallin’ until the ball bounce
I send some niggas with guns at y’all house
Only to find out you live in a doll house
Damn!
But I thought you was tough though
We carry choppers on our necks
Call it cut throat
We, bury cowards on the set that they come from
We know magic,
Turn weed smoke to gun smoke
We, ball first when we ride
You, in a hearse when you ride
Ay-yay
I put my shoe down baby
And I’m holding down Young Mula baby!
That’s why…

[Chorus]
I get it in ‘till sunrise
Doing 90 in a 65
Windows rolled down screaming “Ahhh!!!”
Hey-ey-ey… I’m so paid
Number one hustla get money
Why do you wanna count my money?
I’ma hustla don’t need them! One of them ya’ll see!
I‘m so paid
(more…)

Jazmine Sullivan - Bust Your Windows Lyrics

I bust the windows out your car
And no it didn’t mend my broken heart
I’ll probably always have these ugly scars
But right now I don’t care about that part

I bust the windows out your car
After I saw you laying next to her
I didn’t wanna but I took my turn
I’m glad I did it ’cause you had to learn

I must admit it helped a little bit
To think of how you’d feel, when you saw it
I didn’t know that I had that much strength
But I’m glad you see what happens when

You see you can’t just play with people’s feelings
Tell them you love them and don’t mean it
You’ll probably say that it was juvenille
But I think that I deserve to smile
Ha ha ha ha ha

I bust the windows out your car
You know I did it ’cause I left my mark
Wrote my initials with the crowbar
And then I drove off into the dark

I bust the windows out ya car
You should feel lucky that that’s all I did
After five whole years of this
Gave you all of me & you played with it

Oooh ahh…
I must admit it helped a little bit
To think of how you’d feel when you saw it
I didn’t know that I had that much strength
But I’m glad you see what happens when…

You see you can’t just play with people’s feelings
Tell them you love them and don’t mean it
You’ll probably say that it was juvenille
But I think that I deserve to smile

But it dont comfort….
But it don’t comfort to my broken heart
You could never feel how I felt that day
Until it happens baby you don’t know pain

Oooh Yeah I did it (Yeah I did it)
You should know it (You should know it)
I ain’t sorry (I ain’t sorry)
You deserved it (You deserved it)

After what you did to me (After what you did)
You deserved it (You deserved it)
I ain’t sorry (I ain’t sorry)
no no oh… (I ain’t sorry)

You broke my heart
So I broke ya car
You caused me pain (You caused me pain)
So I did the same

Even though all that you did to me was much worse
I had to do something to make you hurt yeah
Oh but why am I still cryin’?
Why am I the one whose still cryin’?

Oh oh you really hurt me baby
You really you really hurt me baby
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey hey hey hey
Now watch me yua
Now watch me ha ha ha

I bust the windows out ya car
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Pink - Funhouse Lyrics

I dance around this empty house
Tear us down
Throw you out
Screaming down the halls
Spinning all around and now we fall

Pictures framing up the past
Your taunting smirk behind the glass
This museum full of ash
Once a tickle
Now a rash

(chorus)
This used to be a funhouse
But now it’s full of evil clowns
It’s time to start the countdown
I’m gonna burn it down down down
I’m gonna burn it down

9, 8, 7, 6 5 4, 3, 2, 1, fun

Echoes knocking on locked doors
All the laughter from before
I’d rather live out on the street
Than in this haunted memory

I’ve called the movers
Called the maids
We’ll try to exorcise this place
Drag my mattress to the yard
Crumble tumble house of cards

This used to be a funhouse
But now it’s full of evil clowns
It’s time to start the countdown
I’m gonna burn it down down down
I’m gonna burn it down

This used to be a funhouse
But now it’s full of evil clowns
It’s time to start the countdown
I’m gonna burn it down down down
I’m gonna burn it down

9, 8, 7, 6 5 4, 3, 2, 1, fun

Oh, I’m crawling through the darkest home
My key don’t fit my life no more
I’ll change the drapes
I’ll break the plates
I’ll find a new place
Burn this f**ker down

Do do do do dodo do
Do do do do dodo do
Do do do do dodo do
Do do do do dadadada
Do do do do dodo do (9, 8, 7, 6 5 4, 3, 2, 1)
Do do do do dodo do
Do do do do dodo do
Do do do do dodo doo

This used to be a funhouse
But now it’s full of evil clowns
It’s time to start the countdown
I’m gonna burn it down down down
I’m gonna burn it down

This used to be a funhouse
But now it’s full of evil clowns
It’s time to start the countdown
I’m gonna burn it down down down
I’m gonna burn it down
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