LL Cool J - Wanna Get Paid Lyrics
Intro: ll cool j & >the lost boyzNo question about itQueens represent! >eeeeuuuuuhhh!Uh! say what?Queens represent! >yyyeeeeaaahhhh!Come on!>get down baby, down down down down down now!Queens represent!>are you down nowLost boyz, ll cool j > are yas down nowChorus: the lost boyzYou wanna get paid? you wanna get laid?Pimp yearlings in 360 waysLive your life in an ill real wayGot 6 rides in your little drive-wayYou get mad puff-lie all dayMake plans with your crime familyGet money money, take money moneyGet money money, take money moneyVerse one: ll cool jBy age 19 tyheim is turned outHe aint talking much, keep a dutch in his mouthCop the aberrettesOrange and blueLaced the gore-tex, stepped with his crewBlack superstar, jesus pieceWho he prayin to? God or the beastSome bust blocks, feared on the blockTraded in the trucks for a silver drop topDrug money flowin . . . . . .Jealousy is growin . . . . . .Paranoia got him second guessinD-ts on his back got him stressinHe was at the light blazin up traumAround the corner came a tinted out yukonTen slugs in the door made him fallGuess he should of never hustled at allChorusVerse two: ll cool jMy man tay-kwan like the chicks alotEven when he hustled he kept them in his spotHe liked to ***** alot and make the rubber pop5 baby mothers1 live on my blockShinin in the clubChickens showin loveCash bubblin from pimpin and drugsHe a real pretty catHe get from his momsBack in the seventies, she was the bombHis games top notch, and he dont stopHe hit a reverends daughter in a church parkin lotTay-kwan is sick, heartless with chicksHe liked to beat em up, make em suck dickMet a little shorty, brought her back to queensHoney got the virus, you know the routineNot only did he walk away with the hivHer mans jealous, jooked him rediculouslyChorusVerse three: ll cool jUh uh uh uh uh uh uh uhYolandas always got a sceamCredit cards in atm machinesUsed to make coats, holdin work got arrestHoney made sons pockets bleed to deathShe a vet, yet she look innocent and sweetWhen she wet, aint no controllin the heatFor baguettes she give love to ill thugsAge of 15 she learned to pump drugsThen she got pregnant, abandoned the kidMet this drug kid, set him up and slidNow she 23 full blown in the mixSizin up wits than more cliques is gettin chipsShe down for whatever, as long as it paysShe tipped off the kids and got tyheim blazedShe was in the same yukon, laughin with the thugHe said thanks for settin tyheim upTake a slugChorusOutro: ll, the lost boyzLl cool j:Get paid mommy, come on, come onGet paid daddy, come on, come on (repeat 4x)The lost boyz:Niggas they wellin they just dont knowIt be ll and 83rd rockin the showNow niggas they front, they just dont knowBut niggas wanna stick they ball in that holeOh oh oh oh oh, uh uh uh uh ohUh uh oh, uh oh oh oh !
