Lights Out

I want to get paid homie

Feeling like I got the juice when I step through
Do it major get your paper make your best move
Game official like a ref with a whistle
I'm a real one never came up out a test tube
I hang with the big dogs
Aint no shih tzu's
Always got to keep my head on a swivel
Knocked down a lot of times had my issues
If you learn a lesson in it then you can't lose
Haters hopping on the internet to diss you
I pray the middle east stop shooting all them missiles
Four fingers up twist the two up in the middle
I'm from the west coast where niggas like to trip too
What's to eat
I seen cabbage on the menu
I just met one of them ones
She official
Bad to the bone yea down to the gristle
The way she do them tricks she might make you want to trick too

She be getting busy when the lights out
Lights out, lights out
When's the time to get it activated right now
Right now, Right now
What the homie say fuck around and find out
Find out, Find out
Give me my respect give me mines now
I love the game I'm addicted to the lifestyle

Get your money get your paper yea stack it up
Always got some motion on my calendar
Got a mouthpiece got a masterful vernacular
Flip bread like Spongebob with a spatula
I seen your whole crew you the baddest one
But nah nah don't get it fucked up
You got the money for me
Nah nah don't get it fucked up

She be getting busy when the lights out
Lights out, lights out
When's the time to get it activated right now
Right now, Right now
What the homie say fuck around and find out
Find out, Find out
Give me my respect give me mines now
I love the game I'm addicted to the lifestyle



Credits
Writer(s): Marcus Payne
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