Chris Brown - b**h I'm Paid lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, haha, what? Big sh** n***a Haha, a hunnid or nothing, look, leggo [Hook] b**h I'm paid, that's all I gotta say She drop it on the floor and this money on the way I say I'm, b**h I'm paid that's all I gotta say When you talk about that money pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake I say ya, b**h I'm paid, that's all I gotta say When the media talk about a n***a, just smoke a blunt and roll up b**h I'm paid it's all I gotta say Living every f**ing day like Judgement Day, leggo [Verse 1] I'm grinding hard but this money is calling the shots Got that big bank and this money long and they sticking they hand in my pot With this Rolex I bowflex and my ears looking like Rocky Better better gon' head with that bullsh** cause I am something you not Better put your hands up if you wanna knuckle up, take you for that ride better buckle up I got bands up for them dancers, when your shift is up come f** with us It's a real n***a affair ‘cause them real n***as in here Girl better get up on me 'fore a real n***a disappear Got that ghost outside waiting, not that popo, cameras hating Got my shades on, n***a wanna talk that sh** I'm elevating All my ladies celebrating If my b**hes catch you slipping you'll be tied up in my basement, no location that sh** cray Ha, what you mean I'm big headed? Oh you talking 'bout my dick What you mean that sh** petty? Oh you talking 'bout my b**h Talking bout I'm a light bright, you talking 'bout my wrist Didn't know I could rap right? Nah, but this that sh** [Hook] b**h I'm paid, that's all I gotta say She drop it on the floor and this money on the way I say I'm, b**h I'm paid that's all I gotta say When you talk about that money pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake I say ya, b**h I'm paid, that's all I gotta say When the media talk about a n***a, just smoke a blunt and roll up b**h I'm paid it's all I gotta say Living every f**ing day like Judgement Day, leggo [Verse 2] Y'all not cooperating, my occupation is to occupy all these nations Communication with your lady in my new Mercedes I'm riding down with my top down Too much smoke up in her weave, better let that sh** air out, yikes Better give me that nana, call me dada and I'll be papa I'mma be your cookie monster, gold ticket like a n***a Willy Wonka But you know a n***a really want you, bang bang I do the damn thing But then I hit it again and it make a b**h roll up, haha I own this necklace, matter of fact all of this my sh** That's my ring, that's my Range, I'mma 'bout to make your b**h my b**h I said money ain't never no issue, crying n***as gon' take a tissue It's crazy in the club the night and n***a we ain't seen you [Hook] b**h I'm paid, that's all I gotta say She drop it on the floor and this money on the way I say I'm, b**h I'm paid that's all I gotta say When you talk about that money pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake I say ya, b**h I'm paid, that's all I gotta say When the media talk about a n***a, just smoke a blunt and roll up b**h I'm paid it's all I gotta say Living every f**ing day like Judgement Day, leggo [Outro] n***a got me tipsy, I'm slowly leaning Looking at her titties, she high beaming She looking at my chain but, all she really want is my semen I'mma let her get it, right on the face clear it up like Noxzema Now a n***a like me I can do a rap song any day of the week Singing a** n***a tatted up though ladies know I'm a freak You know I'm a freak, you know I'm a freak It's Breezy b**h yikes a n***a cold on the beat, yikes, cold as ice, yikes, Breezy