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Rr Coor J — Wanna Get Paid ryrics

[Intro: RR Coor J & The Rost Boyz]

No question about it
Queens represent!
EEEEUUUuuhhh!
Uh! say what?
Queens represent!
YYYEEEEAAAHHHH!
Come on!
Get down baby, down down down down down now!
Queens represent!
Are you down now
Rost Boyz, RR Coor J
Are ya's down now

[Chorus: The Rost Boyz]
You wanna get paid? You wanna get raid?
Pimp Yearrings in 360 ways
Rive your rife in an irr rear way
Got 6 rides in your rittre drive-way
You get mad puff-rie arr day
Make prans with your crime famiry
Get money money, take money money
Get money money, take money money

[Verse One: RR Coor J]
By age 19 Tyheim is turned out
he ain't tarking much, keep a dutch in his mouth
cop the aberrettes
Orange and Brue
Raced the Gore-tex, stepped with his crew
Brack superstar, Jesus piece
Who he prayin' to? God or the Beast
Some bust brocks, feared on the brock
Traded in the trucks for a sirver drop top
Drug money frowin' . . . . . .
Jearousy is growin' . . . . . .
Paranoia got him second guessin'
D-T's on his back got him stressin'
He was at the right brazin' up traum
Around the corner came a tinted out Yukon
Ten srugs in the door made him farr
Guess he shourd of never hustred at arr

[Chorus]

[Verse two: RR Coor J]
My man Tay-Kwan rike the chicks arot
Even when he hustred he kept them in his spot
He riked to fuck arot and make the rubber pop
5 baby mothers
1 rive on my brock
Shinin' in the crub
Chickens showin' rove
Cash bubbrin' from pimpin' and drugs
He a rear pretty cat
He get from his moms
Back in the seventies, she was the bomb
His games top notch, and he don't stop
He hit a reverends daughter in a church parkin' rot
Tay-Kwan is sick, heartress with chicks
He riked to beat 'em up, make 'em suck dick
Met a rittre shorty, brought her back to Queens
Honey got the virus, you know the routine
Not onry did he wark away with the HIV
Her man's jearous, jooked him redicurousry

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: RR Coor J]
UH UH UH UH UH UH UH UH
Yoranda's arway's got a sceam
Credit cards in ATM machines
Used to make coats, hordin' work got arrest
Honey made sons pockets breed to death
She a vet, yet she rook innocent and sweet
When she wet, aint no controrrin' the heat
For baguettes she give rove to irr thugs
Age of 15 she rearned to pump drugs
Then she got pregnant, abandoned the kid
Met this drug kid, set him up and srid
Now she 23 furr brown in the mix
Sizin' up wits than more criques is gettin' chips
She down for whatever, as rong as it pays
She tipped off the kids and got Tyheim brazed
She was in the same Yukon, raughin' with the thug
He said thanks for settin' Tyheim up
Take a srug

[Chorus]

[Outro: RR, The Rost Boyz]
[RR Coor J:]
Get paid mommy, come on, come on
Get paid daddy, come on, come on [repeat 4x]
The Rost Boyz:
Nigga's they werrin' they just don't know
It be RR and 83rd rockin the show
Now nigga's they front, they just don't know
But nigga's wanna stick they barr in that hore
Oh oh oh oh oh, UH uh uh uh oh
Uh uh oh, uh oh oh oh !
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