Testo Smokin' & Leanin' - Ray Cash
Testo della canzone Smokin' & Leanin' (Ray Cash), tratta dall'album C.O.D. - Cash On Delivery
Higher than a motherfucker
Yeah, what you know about
Smokin' and leanin' and tryna get paid
Tryna get paid, tryna get paid
What you know 'bout smokin' and leanin' and tryna get paid?
Tryna get paid, tryna get paid
What you know 'bout smokin' and leanin' and tryna get paid?
Tryna get paid, tryna get paid
What you know 'bout smokin' and leanin' and tryna get paid?
Tryna get paid, tryna get paid (I likes this)
Well, it's your boy Ray Kizzy in the motherfuckin' hizzy
Welcome y'all to the place to be, uh (Place to be)
I just got back yesterday
Hopped off the plane from Houston out
There with Face and Free (Face and Free)
Yeah, but now I'm back in the city with a bop like Diddy
Came to snatch somethin' pretty, pimpin' hard (Pimpin' hard)
I got a call this morning from my nigga in Mansfield
Shout to niggas doin' time in the yard (In the yard)
And now I'm sittin' here thinkin', wishin' I was on my mission
With my nigga, see he gettin' down raw (Down raw)
But I said, "Fuck it, I'll get duckets from this rappin'"
Sat back and thought about it, shit, I'm the best by far (By far)
I guess what I'm sayin' is if this rap ain't workin'
Then I got work pimpin', we can get this bitch twerkin'
Have the block doin' the pussy, I mean have it poppin'
Pussy niggas gon' get shot down for cock-blockin'
If God's willin' to let me see another day, nigga
All I wanna do is get paid (Get paid)
And if a nigga wanna buy it, then I got folks who supply it
When you see me, nigga, fuck with Ray, what you know about
Smokin' and leanin' and tryna get paid
Tryna get paid, tryna get paid
What you know 'bout smokin' and leanin' and tryna get paid?
Tryna get paid, tryna get paid
What you know 'bout smokin' and leanin' and tryna get paid?
Tryna get paid, tryna get paid
What you know 'bout smokin' and leanin' and tryna get paid?
Tryna get paid, tryna get paid
Well, I just can't stop gettin', gettin' paper, I think I'm addicted
Tryna have my summer whip up on them twenty-four
Inches, bitches itchin' for me to come scratch they kitten
'Cause they see the way I'm livin' and my rose gold glow
Chain swangin', nuts hangin', niggas on them corners slangin'
Swangin' to my music when I open up my door
Action pistol packin', got that thing up on my lap
And for you niggas thinkin' jackin', I'ma clap and let it blow
Nigga, smoke somethin' (Smoke somethin')
Smoke somethin' (Smoke somethin')
Ray Cash 'bout that, nigga, no frontin' (No frontin')
Wanna act a ruler for realer, pow, hold somethin'
I'm tryna stack somethin', fuck tryna
Fold somethin', what you know 'bout
Smokin' and leanin' (Leanin') and tryna get paid (Paid)
Tryna get paid (Paid), tryna get paid
What you know 'bout smokin' and leanin'
(Smoke) and tryna get paid? (Lean)
Tryna get paid (Paid), tryna get paid (Yeah)
What you know 'bout smokin' and leanin'
(Smoke) and tryna get paid? (Lean)
Tryna get paid (Paid), tryna get paid (Yeah)
What you know 'bout smokin' and leanin'
(Uh) and tryna get paid? (Yeah)
Tryna get paid (Yup, yeah), tryna get paid (Yeah)
Ray Cash
Cleveland
Stand up
Rec Real
Yeah
I likes this
Tryna get paid
Credits
Writer(s): Wardell Cheeks, Alex Fitts, Matt Penttila
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