J can get paid If I was your tv I'd be like, look at me If I was shooting star I be like shooooom If I was a fat bitches thong I'd be like hell nah
ghetto way to hello, say I'm ghetto fly with the medal tell em that it is what it is I make it do what it do and i love where i live and my people love
back I'm livin that life, I'm for real with this That's what I think about I like to tell my fans I got my shades, big rock star compared to Elvis Signin
they'll never take us under Bitch, better count my money nigga I'm Starv-o I'm hard on the game like I'm hard on the cold I treat rap like a trick nigga
s my time to shine and I'm a shine bright Sodomize the mic, get the crowd hype, make 'em want to fight You see the rhymes I construct, the flows I conduct
count that cash every duffle gets weighed Big money I'm paid, bitch I'm feeling myself You can tell I'm getting money Louis Vuitton belt And I wish a
foot in the door Still hustling for more Checking the game Now I'm back in the light Yeah, I'm fed up Hey, I'm fed up Hey, I'm fed up I'm so sick
, 'cause I'm as real as they come, I'm young and I act a donkey, uptown is where I'm from, I'm full of that monkey, you want some? I spit arrows like
I wasn?t looking but girl, I?m glad I fell in your way Then she says, oh boy, oh boy Count your lucky stars, count what you?ve been wishing for Oh boy
I saw Your face, and I was changed forever Yours forever now If I could reach the stars, I could touch the sky And if I spread my wings, I could almost
I'd do anything for you I get a crazy feeling When I look at you Don't ask me if I want you You know I do Only you I'm the original American boy Yeah
than a jacto Now flow tighter than a lasso Louis shade on my movie star shit looking like I'm dressed for the fucking red carpet you look like your outfit from target what
this big shit is workin' I'm white just by chance, but I'm country by God's graces Nowadays I find myself doin' laundry in odd places But still, I keep
Six in the morning, the men started working I can't sleep, no, I can't sleep I keep feeling the lights So I think I should get up and call you, going
them die for crude oil Find a positive of what is blue or we are foiled If I had one wish right now, I'd wish I could hold you Remind you of the sweet
it, when you're reachin' for stars And you grab one, for what it is worth You can tell 'em We'll be having good times Damn good times I'm talkin' good
Tell ya, I ain't playin' no surf music, I'm gonna play some heavy music I'm gonna play bad, I'm gonna play loud I know just what I want it to sound
