Commander Acey - Pay Day lyrics

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Commander Acey - Pay Day lyrics

(Hook) I get gwop, n***a you broke we got Glocks for the Opps So come around you get smoked.... My squad ah come on your block And take yo hood over... I'm only rocking with souljas, yall boys is phony 'Ha Ha' I'm laughing at you haters 'Bye Bye' I'm on my skateboard see you later And'Grr Grr' That's the sound that gun make My n***as straight 'Cray Cray' call 911 May Day, you know it's Pay Day (Commander Acey) I get gwop! and no its not a lie I Wanna see the top! I wanna spread my wings and fly I'm tired of siting around it's time to do something with my life I need to finish school, i might just go to college, but right now i just love to party With 'White girls and Latinas' moms be like boy you need to focus but i be like I'm trying to mingle with All these single mommys and you know they can call me papi It's me and Sam we going ham or mater fact we going turkey But you know that's my bro doeeeee We somewhere on plutoooooooo Get to party with the marshinssss I just pray they ain't starving or 'Grr' (Hook) I get gwop, n***a you broke we got Glocks for the Opps So come around you get smoked.... My squad ah come on your block And take yo hood over... I'm only rocking with souljas, yall boys is phony 'Ha Ha' I'm laughing at you haters 'Bye Bye' I'm on my skateboard see you later And'Grr Grr' That's the sound that gun make My n***as straight 'Cray Cray' call 911 May Day, you know it's Pay Day (Whycee Jonez) I been doing Katie loving since the last take You know Trey five? I been on the fast break See i been getting face, by what's her face Commander Acey this sh** is a turtle race (Unn) I'm just out here getting breaded, i told her give me head Until that b**h, get a head ache... My n***as dropped her off Had that hoe felling special, 20 dollars for that p**y man Money ain't the issue, I ain't loving none of these b**hes Or cuffing none of these hoes, I just f** em then i leave them for my motherf**ing Bros , You know its 'L Gang' b**h, and I'm still twaped out Balling like spalden, My pockets getting fat now (now) (Hook) I get gwop, n***a you broke we got Glocks for the Opps So come around you get smoked.... My squad ah come on your block And take yo hood over... I'm only rocking with souljas, yall boys is phony 'Ha Ha' I'm laughing at you haters 'Bye Bye' I'm on my skateboard see you later And'Grr Grr' That's the sound that gun make My n***as straight 'Cray Cray' call 911 May Day, you know it's Pay Day