PayUp! Game, André DeSaint, Ellz - Eight Oh Eights lyrics
[PayUp! Game, André DeSaint, Ellz - Eight Oh Eights lyrics]
Man, if they ever shut me down
Bet I'm coming back strong
I'm on the road to riches I
Ain't been here that long
New fans at every show like
'I'm feeling that song'
Screaming 'May Day!' with me and
They really Get Gone
Is my proposition really that wrong?
I told I like brain and that's when
She put her thinking cap on
Here we go, here we go
Tell them bitches here we go
And there is no competition if you
Think different let me know
Got a mind full of dreams
And enough time to execute
Keep em to myself
Ain't no telling what I'm next to do
Tell it like it is
Never felt the need to stretch the truth
These are just words but somehow
It's high def to you
So who's next to shoot? I got my target up
And they say talk is cheap
So what you charging us?
Man, let's skip the bill
Until I'm mobster rich
Cause I don't really have a choice
All I got is this
Let them 808s bang yeah let them 808s bang
Let them 808s bang you wouldn't understand
It's a PayUp! Game thing
I need that chance for that exposure
My momma house in foreclosure
Her ribs touching my ribs touching
I swear to God I'mma hold her
On my back when I get on I swear to God
That my homies is on my back when I get on
Shit up on everyone and show my ass
And get my exes to count
Up and throw my stacks
On curly haired bitches that been bouncing
In lingerie for some cash
Roll my weed pour my wine got a lot
Of pride so I hold that high
Love my niggas never not no bitch so I
Hold them G's up to the sky
Four check gang, Ellz did quick
From not being fly to the birds on my dick
I deaded my bitch and I ain't loved since
Getting my money break bread get ripped
Love my set PayUp! Game in my blood
Till the the death of me bitch
No ones destined to get what
I'm destined to get within destiny's clique
Green light niggas till the red in me drips
I'm just talking like I made it
It's on you what you make it
Stomach rumbling then I take it
Roll that diesel once I break
It light that up
Blow that down hold your girl
Up tore that down
Hold my own so I hold so I hold my crown
PayUp! Game you know that sound
Motherfucker!
Let them 808s bang yeah let them 808s bang
Let them 808s bang you wouldn't understand
It's a PayUp! Game thing
Bet I'm coming back strong
I'm on the road to riches I
Ain't been here that long
New fans at every show like
'I'm feeling that song'
Screaming 'May Day!' with me and
They really Get Gone
Is my proposition really that wrong?
I told I like brain and that's when
She put her thinking cap on
Here we go, here we go
Tell them bitches here we go
And there is no competition if you
Think different let me know
Got a mind full of dreams
And enough time to execute
Keep em to myself
Ain't no telling what I'm next to do
Tell it like it is
Never felt the need to stretch the truth
These are just words but somehow
It's high def to you
So who's next to shoot? I got my target up
And they say talk is cheap
So what you charging us?
Man, let's skip the bill
Until I'm mobster rich
Cause I don't really have a choice
All I got is this
Let them 808s bang yeah let them 808s bang
Let them 808s bang you wouldn't understand
It's a PayUp! Game thing
I need that chance for that exposure
My momma house in foreclosure
Her ribs touching my ribs touching
I swear to God I'mma hold her
On my back when I get on I swear to God
That my homies is on my back when I get on
Shit up on everyone and show my ass
And get my exes to count
Up and throw my stacks
On curly haired bitches that been bouncing
In lingerie for some cash
Roll my weed pour my wine got a lot
Of pride so I hold that high
Love my niggas never not no bitch so I
Hold them G's up to the sky
Four check gang, Ellz did quick
From not being fly to the birds on my dick
I deaded my bitch and I ain't loved since
Getting my money break bread get ripped
Love my set PayUp! Game in my blood
Till the the death of me bitch
No ones destined to get what
I'm destined to get within destiny's clique
Green light niggas till the red in me drips
I'm just talking like I made it
It's on you what you make it
Stomach rumbling then I take it
Roll that diesel once I break
It light that up
Blow that down hold your girl
Up tore that down
Hold my own so I hold so I hold my crown
PayUp! Game you know that sound
Motherfucker!
Let them 808s bang yeah let them 808s bang
Let them 808s bang you wouldn't understand
It's a PayUp! Game thing