Tekster: Akon. So Paid.

rubbin on that italin leather
konvict jeans on
yo weezy ya ready
yeah

i get it in til the sunrise
going 90 in a 65
windows rolled down screaming out
hey-hey-hey im so paid

number one hustler getting money
why you wanna count my money
im a hustler and dont need one of them
one of yall you see im so paid

i see police on that crooked
im doin 100 on interstate 95
my shorty leanin blastin that do or die
wishing a mother****er would cause we certified

got a system that will beat and knock your wall off
got a pump under my seat sawed off
got a bunch of goons hope they never call off
im a sniper on the roof already saw yall

aint too much to put a strain on me
thats the reason i had to put the blame on me
id rather have them dollar bills rain on me
than to let them haters come and make a name off me

thats why i get it in til the sun rise
going 90 in a 65
windows rolled down screaming out
hey-hey-hey im so paid

number one hustler getting money
why you wanna count my money
im a hustler and dont need one of them
one of yall you see that im so paid

im the boss it only takes one call
for a driver to hit you up and drop you off and thats all
guess what, i wont be taking that fall
homie i got cake thats what im paying them for

haha aint that funny
cuz niggas they want war but aint got money
cuz ive seen them all talk until they start gunnin
quicker than usian bolt the fastest thing runnin


yeah, akon and weezy
black royal holding down jersey
divine making sure we gettin it up front
my little brother screw got that vision baby

i get it in til the sunrise
going 90 in a 65
windows rolled down screaming out
hey-hey-hey im so paid

number one hustler getting money
why you want to count my money
im a hustler and dont need one of them
one of yall you see im so paid

ah-oh big money weezy
white wife-beater with a sig underneath it
how do i feel, b**** i feel undefeated
snap my fingers disappear from the precinct yeah

we ball in and we ball out
thoughts of we falling underneath the ball bounce
i send some niggas with guns at yalls house
only to find out that you live in a doll house

damn, but i thought you were tough though
we carry choppers on our necks call it cut throat
we bury powers from the set that we came from
we know magic turn weed smoke to gun smoke

we ball first when we ride
you in a hearse when you ride
i put my shoe down baby
and im holdin down young mula baby

thats why i get it in til the sunrise
going 90 in a 65
windows rolled down screaming out
hey-hey-hey im so paid

number one hustler getting money
why you wanna count my money
im a hustler and dont need one of them
one of yall ya see im so paid.