Too Busy Gettin Paid - Paul Wall

JT: Fuck that shit let's go to Pac Jam. Devastator: Yeahhhhh ha ha! C'mon now! C'mon! Yo yo! Lemme hear ya say Shake what ya mama gave yaaa! (Shake what ya mama gave yaaa!) Say shake what ya mama gave yaaa! (Shake what ya mama gave yaaa!) Lemme hear ya say shake what ya mama gave yaaa! (Shake what ya mama gave yaaa!) Lemme hear ya say shake what ya mama gave yaaa! (Shake what ya mama gave yaaa!) C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, SHAKE THAT SHIT, HOE! Verse 1: JT Money Hoe, bend over and spread ya butt cheeks Let a nigga see them guts, freak! Touch the ground! Slap that ass, Make it jump up and down! You gotta get butt-naked But if you want my money, hoe, you gotta shake it What you gon' do? You gotta shake somethin' For Madd Ball and Uzi too! Roll them hips, get this grip Now let me see them pussy-lips You know a nigga be lovin' it Bring that ass too close, I'm up in it! See, I'ma get my money's worth, bitch, I ain't tryin' to make yo' ass rich JT, with a different kind of flavor Bitch, shake what ya' mama gave ya! Devastator: C'mon, c'mon, say shake what ya mama gave yaaa! (Shake what ya mama gave yaaa!) Lemme hear ya say shake what ya mama gave yaaa! (Shake what ya mama gave yaaa!) C'mon, c'mon, shake what ya mama gave yaaa! (Shake what ya mama gave yaaa!) Lemme hear ya say shake what ya mama gave yaaa! (Shake what ya mama gave yaaa!) C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, WORK THAT SHIT, BITCH! Verse 2: JT Money Work for this money, honey, stop fakin' I wanna see some real booty-shakin' Slap that ass and make it jiggle Now shake for a little Drop to the ground, do a split Bounce up and down like you're ridin' on a dick Grab the pole, bendo on over, Now show that booty hole Play with ya clit and don't quit A nigga be lovin' that wild shit But just don't stop I give a hoe $5 for a table-top! 'Cause I got the cash flow But you know, you gotta shake that ass, hoe! Can't nothin' save ya Bitch, shake what ya' mama gave ya! Devastator: C'mon, c'mon, shake what ya mama gave yaaa! (Shake what ya mama gave yaaa!) Lemme hear ya say shake what ya mama gave yaaa! (Shake what ya mama gave yaaa!) Shake what ya mama gave yaaa! (Shake what ya mama gave yaaa!) Lemme hear ya say shake what ya mama gave yaaa! (Shake what ya mama gave yaaa!) [Shit! You ain't just a woman! That's a whole lotta cash! But I gotta Admit, honey, that's a whole lotta ass! {laughter}] Verse 3: JT Money Bitches, get yo' ass on the dance floor Show me what you got in store If you can't holler now, see me later I gotta say peace to Devastator For makin' the beat Now I'ma give a shout-out to all you big-booty freaks For workin' that ass so smoothly Peace to Mike Fresh, Madd Ball and Uzi Say, JT like to diss hoes Well, how ya like this, hoes: Get buck-ass wild Shake that ass like it's goin' out of style Don't hide the vibe Make that ass wiggle side to side Now you got the flavor! Bitch, shake what ya' mama gave ya! Devastator: Here we go! Here we go! C'mon, c'mon, shake what ya mama gave yaaa! (Shake what ya mama gave yaaa!) Lemme hear ya say shake what ya mama gave yaaa! (Shake what ya mama gave yaaa!) Shake what ya mama gave yaaa! (Shake what ya mama gave yaaa!) Lemme hear ya say shake what ya mama gave yaaa! (Shake what ya mama gave yaaa!) Raise it up! Shake what ya mama gave yaaa! (Shake what ya mama gave yaaa!) C'mon, shake what ya mama gave yaaa! (Shake what ya mama gave yaaa!) Shake what ya mama gave yaaa! (Shake what ya mama gave yaaa!) [Sound of the fellas trippin' in the club] JT: Hey, y'all get mad 'cause the hoe don't wanna go with y'all! C'mon baby, let's dip.

Verse One: Dat Nigga Daz Working LA Tryin to get paid tha right way But somehow the right way don't pay I'm comin home late every night Gotta struggle an fight Wit tha baseheads on tha late night hype Tryin to creep in tha house Through tha cut For what So I won't be seen by none of the homies But tha homie Nate Dogg spots me And say Yo what's happenin No you don't know me no more When ya pass me tha satin I said ah naw it ain't like that G I'm trying to go straight And have a J-O-B You need to quit that faggot ass job That's what he said Showed me his grip and took some satin to tha head Damn that nigga had at least two G's And he was clockin it wit so much ease I told him I was gone so I'm headin in tha house Everybody knocked out So I'm locked out I go back to tha front Where my homies is hangin at They offer me a cabby sack So I can start slangin dat They say you ain't a hustler I say don't doubt it Hold dat thought And I'll think about it Because Chorus: Nate Dogg (I've been dreamin to long, to long, to long) I don't like to dream about gettin paid Verse Two: Dat Nigga Daz The thought's complete so let me take a seat Since I was born and raised on tha streets I quit tha job I had Caught myself a sack Went from a double of fifty into a ceno stack Within a week but my peak wouldn't reach I was gettin too known on tha north side of Long Beach Niggas got to trippin and I thought I heard it So I went to tha hood On Twentieth and Murder I came up quick with some homies dat I knew from way way back And bid my sack Or maybe it's seven Or was it eight hundred strong In other words Daz had it goin on I bought myself a bucket That's right a bucket bitch Who you fuck in my car on my dick My lifeself switched a bit But my attitude didn't I told all my old bitches good riddance Cos when you got money hoes come automatically And no hoes don't do nothing but cause some static see I went from khakis to guess braids to a fade I'm not Special Ed but I had it made Livin tha life of a baller care free Havin bitches dyin to sleep wit me ya see But I went bankrupt from all the spending and gamblin Business was gettin slow And I wasn't handlin Mine tha way I was supposed to Now I'm broke and on a jack mission So don't get close to Tha D-P-G gang cause we scandalous when we broke We get tha doggs in in us We get ta actin like some Chorus Verse Three: Nate Dogg, Kurrupt Last night I had a dream Felt so good it had to be Me and my homies were gettin paid Man oh man we had it made Some homies want to roll wit me Some homies claim insanity Well if you want to set trip I will If you don't want to drop be still Damn I can't believe this But you can best believe this Today I'm on another mission to get paid Serve what I can serve right (right) So my pockets will stack up Nigga don't trip Nigga back up (hold up) I gots to react off the first impulse I find But my mama thinks I should take my time And work for mines But how much work would it take And how much money would I make Wait Theres somethin I gotta think about But I ain't got that much time Moms want a nigga out tha house I ain't gettin no younger I'm only gettin older I'm only Thinking about what my mama told me Now I'm a Dogg Pound gangsta for life And the fact that I'm out to get paid twice I ain't nuttin nice Down to slang or pull a heist Jack or break mutha fuckas on the dice That's real Now what should I do Just chill when it's time to peel caps and adapt to kill I've concealed tha concealed So I've maintained for tha salary And my mentally is raw from tha door I go hard from tha door Up against all odds Always down to squab Dogg Pound for life I survive til 95 Day after day makin hits wit D-A-Z Ta get paid yeah yeah yeah Chorus

Great Scott You already know when Kiss come and Chris come (uh-huh) The chicks come, then it's real hard to pick some (yup, yup) I only can see but so much with both eyes (uh) 'Specially when hunnies is comin' from both sides (uh-huh) All shapes and sizes, nice hips and thighs-es (haha) Just as beautiful as the vibes is They must have heard your man's back (I'm back) This joint is jam-packed (I'm back) And if you ain't a female, stand back Pull up, pull up, can't believe the girls' club packed What up, what up? Shawty wanna lead me to the back (to the back) Ain't been in here 15 minutes, got a pocket full of digits And she just won't take no Hold up, hold up, now lil' mama wanna get mad Slow up, slow up, saying she don't wanna share what she have (she have) Ain't no particular one that's getting the water gun So many that I want They packed up in here wall to wall and (hey) I don't hear nothing but ladies calling (woah) I'm tryna give one of them all this But they keep coming from wall to wall Packed up in here wall to wall and (woah, yeah) I don't hear nothing but ladies calling (hey) I'm tryna give one of them all this But they keep coming from wall to wall Another two just came up and said they love me on the radio (on the radio) Two twins, that's a cool lil' scenario (lil' scenario) They talking leaving right now Wanna put in some time 'cause you know what they already for One talking how she like the way that I pop And the other one (and the other one) said she wanna just watch (just watch, woo) I'm game for any damn thing But there's more than 200 dames that's ready to go They packed up in here wall to wall and (hey) I don't hear nothing but ladies calling (ladies calling) I'm tryna give one of them all this But they keep coming from wall to wall They packed up in here wall to wall and (woo, woo, woo) I don't hear nothing but ladies calling (hey) I'm tryna give one of them all this But they keep coming from wall to wall They packed up in here wall to wall and (I can't believe) I don't hear nothing but ladies calling (there's no many of 'em claiming me) I'm tryna give one of them all this (ayy) But they keep coming from wall to wall (ayy, ayy, ayy, wall to wall) They packed up in here wall to wall and (there's so many ladies) I don't hear nothing but ladies calling (in here) I'm tryna give one of them all this But they keep coming from wall to wall So many look good in here (so good) I just don't know which one I want (I want) If I had to choose, y'all know (you know) I would take all y'all with me Who wanna try me on the floor? (the floor, yup, yup) Who ready to come and get this? (get this, c'mon) All I know that I'm feeling this party (haha, uh) And you can see I'm so ready Yo, they rushin' and they touchin' the don-dada (uh-huh) V-neck tee, linen capris Pradas (fresh) Yeah, and the Audemaur say 2:20 (uh-huh) They all wanna slide but it's just too many (yup) Some got attitude, some is too friendly (yh) Some don't wanna do nothin' but drink Henny (haha) Some of 'em wanna get it poppin' right now In the VIP section and all that, wow Crowded but it's still cozy And the Rosé had me feelin' sorta like a don the whole day So many look good, I don't know what I want (I don't know) If I could, I'd take 'em all, daddy, I won't front (I'll take 'em all) I'll tell you what I'll do though (what?) I'ma take a few though and give the rest to the crew After that, it's on you though (woo!) They still comin' and they still callin' We ballin', and it's crazy wall to wall, yeah They packed up in here wall to wall and (ow) I don't hear nothing but ladies calling (ladies calling me) I'm tryna give one of them all this But they keep coming from wall to wall (woah, woah, woah) They packed up in here wall to wall and (in here wall to wall) I don't hear nothing but ladies calling (oh, woah) I'm tryna give one of them all this But they keep coming from wall to wall (hey, hey) They packed up in here wall to wall and (I'm tryna give somethin' to shawty now) I don't hear nothing but ladies calling (hey) I'm tryna give one of them all this But they keep coming from wall to wall They packed up in here wall to wall and I don't hear nothing but ladies calling Yeah, smash on the radio, bet I penned it (Chris Brown) Yeah, smash on the radio, bet I penned it (Chris Brown) Yeah, smash on the radio, bet I penned it (Chris Brown-Brown) Yeah, smash on the radio, bet I penned it (Chris Brown)