"Pay For It" lyrics

Fredo Bang, Tee Grizzley & Soulja Slim Lyrics

"Pay For It"

[Soulja Slim:]
I'll pay for it, I'll pay for it
I'll pay for it, I'll pay for it
If I want it, if I want it (Ain't that DJ Chose over there?)
If I want it, if I want it (Look like DJ Chose)
(Hardbody)

[Fredo Bang:]
If I want 'em bad, I'll pay for it
If I got the time, I'll lay for it (Ain't that DJ Chose over there?)
I'm out with your neighbours, I'll stay for it
If he ain't tryna come outside, we gon' wait for him
Ten grand that was up for dope (Boom, baow)
Twenty grand was bouncin' off the walls (Yeah)
I want his head, I put a bag on it (Grr)
Bitch, I'm at yo' top, I put a bag on it (Yeah)

Yeah, duck yo' noodle from this chopstick (Grr)
Huh, silly ass nigga, he try run up, I'm gon' switch it
Pull up on him, like, "What's poppin'?" (What's poppin'?)
I just pulled up in a Benz, I left blood like a black tint (Grr)
I got rich, I got options (I got options)
I can do it myself, or, I can pay to get you hit
Yeah, comin' just like Payton (Payton)
I'ma get you paid if we go through with the blitz (Ooh)
That chopper kickin' like a black belt (Wow)
If your bossman can't get it done, he ain't got no juice left (Bitch)
I say, "Pull up, serve, fuck whatever" (Yeah)
I been steppin' on these niggas, check out my two-step (Check out my two-step)

[Fredo Bang (Tee Grizzley):]
If I want 'em bad, I'll pay for it
If I got the time, I'll lay for it
I'm out with your neighbours, I'll stay for it
If he ain't tryna come outside, we gon' wait for him (Mhm)
Ten grand that was up for dope (With it though)
Twenty grand was bouncin' off the walls (Yeah, yeah)
I want his head, I put a bag on it (Bag on yo' shit)
Bitch, I'm at yo' top, I put a bag on it (Bag on this shit)

[Tee Grizzley:]
They know how I'm comin' when it's beef (They know)
Niggas callin' in like, "Please take this money off of me" (Fuck off)
I got real tweakers who'll kill whoever start to tweak
When y'all get him, go get them niggas postin' him sayin', "R.I.P." (Yeah)
You know what lil' bronem on when they be four deep in that Jeep (Yeah)
They don't come outside until they get a lo', then they go creep (They on it)
Tell 'em, "Keep the Striker runnin' while y'all hoppin' out on feet" (Come on)
Walk 'em down, head tap 'em
Shit too easy, niggas sweet (Bitch)
I told Bang, "Fuck a rental, still a ..., stand on business"
Got the drop, we got the ups, that's how they got left with the switches
Big G7, we can't sign you if it's smoke and you ain't spinnin'
I told bro, "Stop gettin' active, bitch, you rich, go ahead and spend it, nigga" (Drop a bag on 'em)

[Fredo Bang:]
If I want 'em bad, I'll pay for it
If I got the time, I'll lay for it (Ain't that DJ Chose over there?)
I'm out with your neighbours, I'll stay for it
If he ain't tryna come outside, we gon' wait for him
Ten grand that was up for dope (Boom, baow)
Twenty grand was bouncin' off the walls (Yeah)
I want his head, I put a bag on it (Grr)
Bitch, I'm at yo' top, I put a bag on it (Yeah)

[Soulja Slim:]
I'll pay for it, I'll pay for it
I'll pay for it, I'll pay for it
If I want it, if I want it (Ain't that DJ Chose over there?)
If I want it, if I want it (Look like DJ Chose)
(Hardbody)


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