Next Paycheck
You remind me of Nintendo cuz you like to switch
The radio won't play me cuz I like to say faggot bitch
Working 40 hours every week ain't that crazy
If you double that that's 80 on a payroll Pay me
How I flip the dishes, is how I flip yo bitch
How I wash the dishes, is how I wash my kicks
Can't go cuffin' hoes that's raised from the streets now
She's only good for selling dope or turning tricks, but
I ate her pussy like a fruit roll-up
Then she bounced my dick like a yo-yo yep
And my o'boy was there not to mention
It's a two-man duo, like KC and Jo-Jo
Fuck gucci, my nigga I rocks the POLO
And i love you bro, no homo
Like a macbook nigga, I went pro
Gone and tell that bitch that she gotta go
Because I gotta get my next check, I'm gonna fall asleep and smoke another one
I gotta get my next check
I'm gonna eat, brush my teeth and get the uniform on
I gotta get my next check, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh!
Gotta get my next check, my next paycheck
Yessiree bob, yes I do
I gotta work for that white man, because I gotta get my next check, yeah, yeah, uh!
My legs are tired from working these long hours (Hours,hours)
Hours
My legs are tired from working these long hours (long hours, hours)
Hours
This that real music, no, I'm not a pretender
These niggas fallin' back, like the month of September
How much weed do i smoke?
I don't remember
But she be screaming out my name as my dick finna enter
Yeah, yeah, huh
No I don't fuck with beginners
These niggas that i collab with are also known as breadwinners
Her pussy, my breakfast
My dick is her dinner
I feel like B.I.G. why?
Cuz I was born a sinner
Chillin' in the back my flow was colder than an igloo
I could read shorty's mind like it was a menu
Got some head then told that hoe to step outside the RV
All black suit, feel like Steve Harvey
From taking showers after showers
From working these long nights
Soon as I get this paper, everything gone be alright
Because I gotta get my next check, I'm gonna fall asleep and smoke another one
I gotta get my next check
I'm gonna eat, brush my teeth and get the uniform on
I gotta get my next check, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh!
Gotta get my next check, my next paycheck
Yessiree bob, yes I do
I gotta work for that white man, because I gotta get my next check, yeah, yeah, uh!
My legs are tired from working these long hours (Hours, hours)
Hours
My legs are tired from working these long hours (long hours, hours)
Hours
The radio won't play me cuz I like to say faggot bitch
Working 40 hours every week ain't that crazy
If you double that that's 80 on a payroll Pay me
How I flip the dishes, is how I flip yo bitch
How I wash the dishes, is how I wash my kicks
Can't go cuffin' hoes that's raised from the streets now
She's only good for selling dope or turning tricks, but
I ate her pussy like a fruit roll-up
Then she bounced my dick like a yo-yo yep
And my o'boy was there not to mention
It's a two-man duo, like KC and Jo-Jo
Fuck gucci, my nigga I rocks the POLO
And i love you bro, no homo
Like a macbook nigga, I went pro
Gone and tell that bitch that she gotta go
Because I gotta get my next check, I'm gonna fall asleep and smoke another one
I gotta get my next check
I'm gonna eat, brush my teeth and get the uniform on
I gotta get my next check, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh!
Gotta get my next check, my next paycheck
Yessiree bob, yes I do
I gotta work for that white man, because I gotta get my next check, yeah, yeah, uh!
My legs are tired from working these long hours (Hours,hours)
Hours
My legs are tired from working these long hours (long hours, hours)
Hours
This that real music, no, I'm not a pretender
These niggas fallin' back, like the month of September
How much weed do i smoke?
I don't remember
But she be screaming out my name as my dick finna enter
Yeah, yeah, huh
No I don't fuck with beginners
These niggas that i collab with are also known as breadwinners
Her pussy, my breakfast
My dick is her dinner
I feel like B.I.G. why?
Cuz I was born a sinner
Chillin' in the back my flow was colder than an igloo
I could read shorty's mind like it was a menu
Got some head then told that hoe to step outside the RV
All black suit, feel like Steve Harvey
From taking showers after showers
From working these long nights
Soon as I get this paper, everything gone be alright
Because I gotta get my next check, I'm gonna fall asleep and smoke another one
I gotta get my next check
I'm gonna eat, brush my teeth and get the uniform on
I gotta get my next check, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh!
Gotta get my next check, my next paycheck
Yessiree bob, yes I do
I gotta work for that white man, because I gotta get my next check, yeah, yeah, uh!
My legs are tired from working these long hours (Hours, hours)
Hours
My legs are tired from working these long hours (long hours, hours)
Hours
Credits
Writer(s): Armani Edwards
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