Stunna 4 Vegas – Pay Me To Speak Lyrics

I make em pay me to speak I won’t even talk to for free they say talk is cheap so I put diamonds on my teeth ,bitch you would’ve thought my n***** was perverts how my n***** creep drop the window let that choppa swang that shit sound like a beat spot em pop em drop em we make n***** bleed my opps play hide and seek she love 4 come bring that top to me bitch we don’t gotta do no talking hoe get on yo knees N**** I ain’t gone do no arguing or no copping pleas Rae Rae son a G I crack a 4 and chuck the east won’t the house without my heat we smoking shit no swisher sweets bitch if it ain’t my fye then it’s them racks stuffed in my jeans yeah I fill my cup with lean everybody eating my team I can tell you why these n***** hate bitch cause we get the pape we been back to back in all the SRT’s these lil n***** late hefe tote that ARP just like a baby drac Taliban think he Z be just might eat ya face she let me paint her face she keeper super eater FN on me sing just like Aliyah aye that’s my opp stopper where ever we catch that N**** that’s where we leave em these n***** crime stoppers they wanna wolf on IG but won’t get even n**** come get active n**** beefing on yo feed I ain’t wolfing on yo status I’m tryna find out where they Be so we can do another one nasty Swiss cheese the V no paramedics them n***** play until we catch em it be RIPs and Get betters

I make em pay me to speak I won’t even talk for free they say talk is cheap so I put diamonds on my teeth n**** I ain’t finna play with you imma let my choppa speak my opps play hide-n-seek catch that boy then hit delete , my bitch on fleek these n***** just wanna be like me and live like me but they can’t , get em spanked dese n***** ain’t got chip like me they ain’t gone crank or get a n**** flipped like me I ain’t never got no gift for Father’s Day but I got mini me’s, could get rid of my enemies but they ain’t making noise them n***** baby boys ain’t kids but we stay in toys , n**** you ain’t got no pape how you gone go to war we sipping quake bitch we really drank we pouring 4s or more no pin or pape no pad or pen no iPhone can’t write a chorus off the top she come out her top like she on jersey shore fuck n**** sent a diss I want his life of course n***** trying to trick me out my muthafucking spot but I gotta stay on course we still on the bullshit N**** I need two or more you ain’t gone do that shit 100 percent then what you do it for these diamonds hit like a boxer in the fourth Round n**** get gunned down then I go on tour

I make em pay me to speak I won’t even talk for free they say talk is cheap so I put diamonds on my teeth n**** I ain’t Finna play with you I let my choppa speak aye listen P we’ll light yo shit up like a Christmas tree we do a shh then switch the V my opps play hide-n-seek she give that top to me he ain’t looking for me he be dodging me we get shit hot just like the carter 3 I wake up double coffee cup but this the wocky key this ain’t no coffee bra ass wolfing on that gram that’s where he lost me lol bra bring me his head it won’t cost me nothing cause I might be right there when we hopping out dumping aye they get a N**** wacked they gone blame Stunna

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