🎵 Paychecks Over Sexxx // by Soufside Dre

1 ContributorPaychecks Over Sexxx Lyrics [Intro] I had go in and dropped this shit on the table I had the teacher, principal panties gettin' wet Make ha' wanna suck a young nigga dick, you hear me? I ain't playin', I'm tellin' the truth Ooh-wee, look what that money a'make a bitch do (Thats my baby Dre), yeah Gang Gang, gang, gang (drr, drr, drr) Hollywood, Hollywood Souf, what they talm' bout? [Verse 1] Bad bitch, just got my rocks off I'ma hit her, knock her down and play that bitch like Top Golf Yeah, I learned that thug shit from my pops, and how to be a boss Yeah, my brother taught me if they play, they gettin' knocked off Yeah, they gettin' knocked off, pick up packs, don't drop off Shawty eat it up til' lockjaw, get to the money I don't talk talk I get on beats and I walk walk, fuck that bitch good, now she stalk stalk Cut that bitch off, now she blocked off, fine dine the bitch, now her top off Lets go, rockstar, I'm a trap-star, I'm a rap-star, not no track-star Yeah, you see me comin', yeah, I'm climbin' up that ladder Yeah, he wanna be me, you can't be me, you can't see me, feel like Thugga' Made myself a boss, I put that on my mother I ain't runnin' from no nigga, when a nigga talkin' nothin' Say he from the fuckin' west, but we know the nigga bluffin' Actin' hard, you ain't on nothin', fuck out face, end of discussion That boy, he all up in the gym, and he done got on his lil' Buffy I keep a 40 on me bitch, I ain't doing all the fussy Drinkin' acty' acty' bitch, I don't fuck with the tussy' She a squirter and she fine, so I call her my lil' gushy Too many hoes on my line, so I fuck 'em with they buddies [Bridge] Paychecks over sex, paychecks over sex Paychecks over sex, paychecks over sex AKs and them Tecs', AKs and them Tecs' AKs and them Tecs', paychecks over sex [Verse 2] Yeah, I'm up next like I am the batter, fuck all that shit, yeah I tune out the chatter Respondin' to you, like "why does it matter?", liquor in kidney, it fuck up my bladder Designer on drawers, but it don't even matter, yeah I'm locked in the booth, we for-lifers and after Really lovin' my story, it increase every chapter, they was sleepin' on me, now they all in the rafters [Hook] Paychecks over sex, paychecks over sex Paychecks over sex, paychecks over sex Paychecks over sex, paychecks over sex Paychecks over sex, paychecks over sex [Verse 2] Quarter brick, half brick, whole brick, aye, .44 Bulldog stay on me Paychecks over sex on me, AKs and them Tecs' on me Gave that boy reality, now they wanna pay the fee Now his bitch wanna fuck on me, I get paychecks like "Ouwee" Get money like Shawn, not say cheese, cook up the pot, I ain't talkin' no baked beans Pussy ass boy better not mistake me, I been on my grind, so I see why they hate me Still the same, I got more green, I'm in the city, might serve fiens' I got a potna' who pop beans, Hollywood Souf, I am not green I get money, I get paychecks, from Atlanta, I have safe sex Bitches burnin', keep a latex, way she suck it, she got eight necks I can do a little rich flex, I can't wait to hop on big jets I'm in New York like I am the Mets, Hollywood Souf out now, what's next? Now that I'm back on the bullshit, still in Atlanta, I ride with them full sticks Boy, these niggas act like they really be doin' shit Yeah, I'm out in the Buckhead, I'm popping my big shit Damn that lil' bitch, she stink, she smell like a fish stick Got a crodie' who bangin', that nigga, he big Crip He might pop off and shit, but that nigga don't set trip Fight my demons at night, they might call it a death trip Shrooms, seein' a whole lotta' red, yeah, my life is a trip, damn, I'm gone to the moon Fuck a Beyblade and shit, yeah, my Draco, it rip, and my choppa I'm lettin' it boom If the waitress, she bad, you know Imma tip, I might take that lil' bitch to my room Fuck with models and strippers, I'm a goon, fuck that shit, made a song with no tune Yeah, got some nurses who baddies and shit Bought the 'lash for the hoe, now she all on my dick She just suck it up, suck it up, bitch is a tick Yeah, my nigga, he pop out with sticks, Soufside baby, he ride with the blick Yeah the Krashhh, he a motherfuckin' myth, yeah, my main vibe she came with that drip, lets go [Hook] Paychecks over sex, paychecks over sex Paychecks over sex, paychecks over sex What they talm' 'bout, what they talm' 'bout What they talm' 'bout, what they talm' 'bout Paychecks over sex, paychecks over sex Paychecks over sex, paychecks over sex What they talm' 'bout, what they talm' 'bout What they talm' 'bout, what they talm' 'bout [Verse 3] Yeah, I know Imma make it, yeah shoutout VaultOfDre (VaultOfDre) All of these niggas they fake, all of these niggas they phony If you a pussy ass nigga, then, you not my homie Rather just stay by my lonely, skate on a bitch, like I'm Tony Damn, used to get hair did by Monie, came with that drip, and that fire, and my homies In the club, super geeked up with the hoes and they call me a motherfuckin' stony You ain't cook up no beat with Pmoney, I can't fuck with these niggas they dummies Feel like Wheezy, my bitches they love me, in the store with the opp, flip his buggy Really spendin' this cash like it's nothing, when I wake up in morning, say "fuck it" Really sick on the world, so its nothing, got this cash in my pants like we fuckin' Got this bitch in my pants, and she suckin', 'finna cut off this bitch, she keep rushin' Left her man at the crib, while we fuckin', keep that money on mind while I'm puffin'