Chorus(2x)
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Hey, hey, hey, h-hey, hey
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What you say, get this money
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If they say what you gon do today, just say
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Hey I wanna get paid
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Pay day, pay day, pay day(repeat)
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(T3)
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We dedicate this to these people out here gettin bank
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Where the oops you loose the money its reali-tay
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Never front on a click that you can't evaluate
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See I got things out here I need to situate
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I got a fresh ass car on some gloss paint
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People walking down the street untill they feet stank
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I got accountants out here handling big thangs
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As i slip into the crib wit the sashay
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Have my room wit the shark wit the big tank
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Don't get mad cause I'm doing things you just cain't, cain't, cain't
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Chorus
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(Jay Dee)
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My man
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You need to get back like the rebate
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And bid he need to step up like the home plate
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My man
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Now what you know about the Great Lakes?
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We contemplate on gettin money like a sweepstakes
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Sippin dark grapes, party in the dark shade
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You see a nigga cold chillin like a Marl-ey Marl
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And bid his ride like a Harl-ey
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Money make, a Ric, a Ric-o Suav-e, hey
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Radio play the S like arcades
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Everyday the holiday so nigga stay paid
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Celebrate the holidays wit the money
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Aint about to wait so nigga stay away
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Chorus
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(Baatin)
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Somebody said that radio would never ever play
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Some of that Detroit, Motor City for play
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Honestly earning my dough, keepin it real ya'll
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countin my cash, just showin you how the boss ball
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I never thought that we would make it up this far
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Grippin my cream color Cadillac, North Star
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Detroit Motor City finest is who we are
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This is for my ladies who get out, chill at the bar(repeat)
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When I was a young boy chillin in my daddys nuts
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All I could hear was a rhyme and dope cuts
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Growin up thinkin I was nothin, but a glut
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Another day, another buck, another slut
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All I wanna do is get paid
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Oak town dont stop, stop, stop
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Chorus(2x)
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Get Dis Money
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Slum Village |