100 lyrics for ""F" you pay me"
And love is a stranger who'll beckon you on Don't think of the danger or the stranger is gone This dream is for you, so pay the price Make one dream come true, you only live twice You only live twice, or so it seems One life for yourself, and one for
PlayI'll do anything to prove I love you I love you, girl But I refuse to stay Paying for his mistakes And it's killing me girl knowing you compare me to him Always guilty before the sin I can't win, I can't win no Baby girl but I refuse to Pay for something
PlayDo nothing till you hear from me Someone told someone and someone told you But they wouldn't hurt you, not much, Since every one spreads the story With his own little personal touch. Pay no attention to what's said Why people tear the seam of anyone's
PlayStill push harder and still the facts remains Just one to an open end so quickly A simple step now a small matter of time Lest not regret now I'll make you push the line Follow the lead to failure Relinquish and pay no mind Misplace my judgement misstep
PlayI'm a real nigga homie tote six figures only Gotta pistol you don't want it boy you know what it is I'm way flyer my pays way higher If they ever mention sire boy you know what it is Ain't about drama you don't want no problems I'll up that Llama boy you
PlayI come so you can know me I'm here to make you proud I come to wreck and guide you You know I'm coming for you Cause I got nothing to lose And now I'm still on my way for the pay Come closer inside There's something I need you to see It's just a picture
PlayBig guns and big whips Rich nigga talkin' big shit Double cup, gold wrist Double up on that blow, bitch Two mil on that I-95 Bow your head cuz it's time to pay tax Opposition want me dead or alive Motherfucker but the devil is a lie The devil is a lie,
PlayRed Mercedes beam, it's a different type This shit so clean, I put that on my life With my niggas in my red Mercedes Attitude like fuck you, pay me Rolling deeper than Adele when we go out If the ladies show up, then we show out With my girl in my red
PlaySee how they run Lady Madonna, children at your feet Wonder how you manage to make ends meet Who finds the money when you pay the rent? Did you think that money was heaven sent? Friday night arrives without a suitcase Sunday morning creeping like a nun
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