Payback Songtext

I'ma pull up in a Benz, ayy, ayy (Three)
Unlimited (Bitch), strategic (03)
Whoa Kenny (Ayy)

Gucci shoes with the pimped out Gucci suit (Sippin' champagne in the Gucci store)
Got tartan, but I can't pay my rent
I'ma pull up in the Benz, I don't pull up with no friends, it's the Gucci, it ain't Timb
I might pull up in the Benz and this Gucci on my lens
I might pull up in a Benz (Yeah)

Love my dog like Ralo, all them tips is hollow
Bulletproof SUV, it's a mothafuckin' Tahoe
Need my money fast, real fast, like pronto
Sippin' on that pink, smooth green, like Wanda and Cosmo
I bounce out with a stick
The way you bounce that ass make a nigga cum quick
She fuckin' on my jewels, she fuckin' all the jits
All my lil' homies, they done been fucked your bitch
Trickin' on that hoe, you payin' on her rent
She say that pussy yours, why the fuck it got a stench
Beamer and the Benz, she driving all my friends
She act like she in love, but that ho, she pretend, ayy

Gucci shoes with the pimped out Gucci suit (Sippin' champagne in the Gucci store)
I got tartan, but I can't pay my rent
I'ma pull up in the Benz, I don't pull up with no friends, it's the Gucci, it ain't Timb
I might pull up in the Benz and this Gucci on my lens
I might pull up in a Benz

Watch me pull up in that Maybach
Told 'em haters this was payback
You was hatin', I don't play that
Keep a chopper, I'ma spray that
This a AR, I don't keep the K, man
Ooh, I was stunting' like a caveman
Got the Grizzley bear, niggas actin' weird
I'm a real street nigga, love is all I fear
Fuckin' with my peers, ooh, ooh
I sip lean, I do not fuck with beers
Ooh, ooh-ooh
Tats on my face and I ain't go no tattoo tears
Still a killer nigga, ain't no realer nigga
I feel like Boosie on that thriller, nigga, ooh
Michael Jackson, I'ma thriller nigga, ooh
I'ma snort in case it heal a nigga

Gucci shoes with the pimped out Gucci suit (Sippin' champagne in the Gucci store)
I got tartan, but I can't pay my rent
I'ma pull up in the Benz, I don't pull up with no friends, it's the Gucci, it ain't Timb
I might pull up in the Benz and this Gucci on my lens
(We the new Cash Money)
I might pull up in a Benz (Yeah)

I'ma pull up in a Benz
Watch me pull up in a Benz
I'ma pull up in a Benz, I'ma pull up in a Benz
Watch me pull up in a Benz
Gucci, not no Timb
Feel like Baby, and I'm Slim
That shit hard, I like it
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