Bosko - She's Paid lyrics

[Dru Down] Dru Down... players up, tricks down Bosko, AMG mayne Let's get some green out these tenders mayne Cause they got it More doe, more green, she's paid by the game I laced her with Draped her with, ready to be like me but yet a soldierette (Raided knee deep in this) Stolen wallets Fake checks, burnin' the daddy, all cash for that a** And she knew this, if it wasn't her it was a new b**h Game don't stop for a pimp, pursue this Break yourself b**h, the trap broken She wanted to know why I talk like this (I'm outspoken) Coughin' off the weed chokin', hop in the back of the two-door Drive Knievel before I see the penelopes We weave, don't have time, for the po-po's But we got all the time to where as I speak right now ho My Vogues oh, my suit boots and pinstripes Recouped up on meth the next night And plus um, at the house I got a new one, you know like major The new big head b**h Ben Franklin chaser [Hook: Bosko] She's paid, and I like it She's paid, and she makes me rich She's paid, rollin' down the avenue She's paid, she always brings my money through [Bosko] (She's just my fantasy) Convertible XO, Gucci and Diamond XO (Like an image in a magazine) Sex me like R. Kelly plus pays for my celly Lobster in my belly, jeans from Pelle Pelle Private sponge baths so a playa's never smelly Beach house in Malibu I can always swing through From breakfast in bed plus head and tails too Not your gigolo, Bosko's a playa pro Fo sho' not diggin' but I ain't mad at cash flow We be bouncin' out a stretch, stratosphere Las Vegas The rich chose me and choosies can't be beggers I'm, down to Bone like Thugs-N-Harmony (For the love of money!) Plus chicks and Mastercard See, she love to spend and I can't complain Cause like I told ya before man, the hood has changed [Hook: Bosko] She's paid, and I like it She's paid, and she makes me rich She's paid, rollin' down the avenue She's paid, she always brings my money through [AMG] Now the pimps ain't dead, the hoes just scared And every time we end up in bed I'm well fed Money don't make me, hoes they can't break me Pimpin' ain't easy, baby please pay me You got the lips, the hips to coach bag money clips And while you're countin' your chips ya like to sip Cappuccino, but I'm far from a hero Used to be less than zero Now I'm multi-million, playa with no children Livin' in estates, acres with the gates Ferrari 512, playa haters go to hell Hoes pop for show-n-tell, can I rock the bells? Uh, who could it be now? The n***a AMG With my homie Bosko and Dru Down California sounds - bumpin' all in the trunk Cause I'm wreckin' plenty hoes with that physical funk, b*tch! [Hook: Bosko] She's paid, and I like it She's paid, and she makes me rich She's paid, rollin' down the avenue She's paid, she always brings my money through And I like it, yes I like it I like it, and I'm her perfect playa I like it, yes I like it.. That lady's paid.. She's paid, and I like it She's paid, and she makes me rich She's paid, rollin' down the avenue She's paid, she always brings my money through