Boosie Bad Azz Paid - Boosie Badazz, Boosie Badazz feat. D War

Diamonds on my neck like I’m kin to Fred Flintstone

Diamonds on my neck like I’m kin to Fred Flintstone

Diamonds on my neck like I’m kin to Fred Flintstone

Diamonds on my — d-diamonds on my

I’m getting paid like a motherfucker

Paid, paid, paid, paid, paid

I’m getting paid like a motherfucker

Paid, paid, paid, paid, paid

My dough go

Ching, ching, ching, ching, ching, ching, ching

My life’s a

Ching, ching, ching, ching, ching, ching, ching

This is my world, my spot, money in the droptop

Couple bad bitches, couple hundreds in the droptop

Young, rich nigga, Corleone, I talk my talk

Six different hustles, bitch, I’m eating like the mob

Block parties turned to yacht parties

Fat knots now we black cardin', I’m a go-getter, nigga

Clothing line, gold mine, I done bossed up

50 Cent on my line, nigga, we talk bucks

Louis stove, we spent Cutlass in Regus, nigga

Stupid dough, I gotta keep me a team of killers

My crew so big, my car so big

My bitch so thick, look how she bling

My bread stacking, boy, I ain’t lacking

I’m playing mack with your bitch

My trap jumping, I clap something

Don’t fuck around with my shit

Got a nasty temper, boy, all winter

I’m riding around with my heat

On the night shift I got a four fifth

I blow a nigga off his feet

When I’m riding dirty, got an Uzi with me

Got Boosie with me, acting boogie with me

Winner jewelry with me, got a shooter with me

There ain’t nothing niggas 'round can do with me

Getting paid like a motherfucker, get bread

Switching lanes like a motherfucker, shit yeah

Move the 'caine like it’s all legal

Hustle like a nigga really still need to

Watch it come in back, hit the right jack

Stack that, cook it up, watch it come back

Right back, watch the crumbs come from the pot

Turn into a foreign up the lot

Switch gears all year, we getting paper

Some bitch niggas hate us

We could talk about it later

Right now we moving major

I’m getting paid like a motherfucker, say that then

We went from thugs and old schools to Maybach friends

Push start all type of cars, legends laid back in

Cold ice in the water, I play nice with my lawyer

Beat the case, shocked the nation, up the price for my lawyer

I’m my own CEO, I’m an artist, I’m an employer

I’m on the run, life good, I’m on a full stomach

Ain’t Sean John yet, but I’m a young Puffy