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P.A.I.D Video (MV)




Performed By: V. Nova
Language: English
Length: 4:05
Written by: Avishalom Levi




V. Nova - P.A.I.D Lyrics
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P A I D
Paid as I do nigga
If I don't do it I don't get it
Gotta make it happen
My nigga I Get money
No matter what you do you can't pry this from me
You can try to plot on what you could get from me
At the end of the day you ain't gettin' shit from me
Wish you the best with my ex That shit funny
You did me a favor She ain't did shit for me
Not Special Ed but got it made just a little bit
Not wealthy but gettin' paid just a little bit
Wit' money on my head won't fade for a little bit
You get a couple' dollars motherfukers think you full of it
But I ain't full of shit man I'm full of ambition
You niggas chase bucks
I got it taped up
To the waist line in my pants Hard to button up
I pick up drop off nigga pop off
Peroxide in the cut gettin' topped off
You gettin' Little League bucks my money mature
I'm too old for the nonsense
Cuz if it don't make sense it don't make dollars
So I'll holla
I'm gettin
I'm gettin
I'm gettin
I'm gettin I'm gettin I'm gettin
I'm gettin
I'm gettin
I'm gettin I'm gettin
Shit come with a price thou
UH
There I go getting tailed by the feds again
They got me under close watch like Arizona Mexicans
Yeah I'm doing dirt if the police in the city can
No ID in the drivers seat of a minivan
No AC in the spot just one ceiling fan
Hot as hell in the building like a fireman
Bagging up Got the sawed-off and the wire scan
Standing ovation I can use a hand
I need a vacation I can use a tan
I need a home cooked meal fresh out the pan
Instead it's Chinese food platters and Mickey D's
Hennessy backwoods and a ounce of weed
It gotta be a way out if I had a lead
A good investment Ill Villa on South Beach
Find a woman I can trust have another seed
But all I got is high blood pressure and bad knees
I'm too old for the nonsense
Cuz if it don't make sense it don't make dollars so I'll holla
I'm gettin
I'm gettin
I'm gettin
I'm gettin I'm gettin I'm gettin
I'm gettin
I'm gettin
I'm gettin I'm gettin
And y'all still on the bench
While you niggas was local
You ca' hear my voice out in Tokyo
Y'all so Pinocchio
Bring rappers to sudden death
Overdose
You'll never see the big picture til you stand back rope-a-dope
I hustle hard Maino till I pass out
Pray the most high wake me up then it's back out
And you don't really want beef with a cash cow
You don't want me to bring the guns and the mask out
You don't want me to call the nigga from the last album
And have him waiting in your bushes for an 1/2 hour
You can go and make it rain We gon stash ours
You can go and flash guns
We gon blast ours
P A I D Paid As I Do
Closed mouths don't get fed Closed minds don't get bread
Nigga I'm far from a new Jack
Don't speak on it if I ain't been there done that Where they do that
I'm too old for that nonsense
Cuz if we don't make sense that don't make dollars so I'll holla
I'm gettin
I'm gettin
I'm gettin
I'm gettin I'm gettin I'm gettin
I'm gettin
I'm gettin
I'm gettin I'm gettin
I got a bill from 1935 bitches
I get money for a living
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P A I D
Paid as I do nigga
If I don't do it I don't get it
Gotta make it happen
My nigga I Get money
No matter what you do you can't pry this from me
You can try to plot on what you could get from me
At the end of the day you ain't gettin' shit from me
Wish you the best with my ex That shit funny
You did me a favor She ain't did shit for me
Not Special Ed but got it made just a little bit
Not wealthy but gettin' paid just a little bit
Wit' money on my head won't fade for a little bit
You get a couple' dollars motherfukers think you full of it
But I ain't full of shit man I'm full of ambition
You niggas chase bucks
I got it taped up
To the waist line in my pants Hard to button up
I pick up drop off nigga pop off
Peroxide in the cut gettin' topped off
You gettin' Little League bucks my money mature
I'm too old for the nonsense
Cuz if it don't make sense it don't make dollars
So I'll holla
I'm gettin
I'm gettin
I'm gettin
I'm gettin I'm gettin I'm gettin
I'm gettin
I'm gettin
I'm gettin I'm gettin
Shit come with a price thou
UH
There I go getting tailed by the feds again
They got me under close watch like Arizona Mexicans
Yeah I'm doing dirt if the police in the city can
No ID in the drivers seat of a minivan
No AC in the spot just one ceiling fan
Hot as hell in the building like a fireman
Bagging up Got the sawed-off and the wire scan
Standing ovation I can use a hand
I need a vacation I can use a tan
I need a home cooked meal fresh out the pan
Instead it's Chinese food platters and Mickey D's
Hennessy backwoods and a ounce of weed
It gotta be a way out if I had a lead
A good investment Ill Villa on South Beach
Find a woman I can trust have another seed
But all I got is high blood pressure and bad knees
I'm too old for the nonsense
Cuz if it don't make sense it don't make dollars so I'll holla
I'm gettin
I'm gettin
I'm gettin
I'm gettin I'm gettin I'm gettin
I'm gettin
I'm gettin
I'm gettin I'm gettin
And y'all still on the bench
While you niggas was local
You ca' hear my voice out in Tokyo
Y'all so Pinocchio
Bring rappers to sudden death
Overdose
You'll never see the big picture til you stand back rope-a-dope
I hustle hard Maino till I pass out
Pray the most high wake me up then it's back out
And you don't really want beef with a cash cow
You don't want me to bring the guns and the mask out
You don't want me to call the nigga from the last album
And have him waiting in your bushes for an 1/2 hour
You can go and make it rain We gon stash ours
You can go and flash guns
We gon blast ours
P A I D Paid As I Do
Closed mouths don't get fed Closed minds don't get bread
Nigga I'm far from a new Jack
Don't speak on it if I ain't been there done that Where they do that
I'm too old for that nonsense
Cuz if we don't make sense that don't make dollars so I'll holla
I'm gettin
I'm gettin
I'm gettin
I'm gettin I'm gettin I'm gettin
I'm gettin
I'm gettin
I'm gettin I'm gettin
I got a bill from 1935 bitches
I get money for a living
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Writer: Avishalom Levi
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