Pay Ya Bills (feat. Jeremih)

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I'm ready, daddy, come on
 Come on, daddy
 Yeah (ayy), you got automo-bills
 Automo-bills, know you got all of those bills
 Girl, I'll pay your automo-bill
 Pay your telephone bill (yeah)
 Pay your automo-bill
 And then I'll take care of all of those bills
 I might pay your telephone bill (no Cap)
 Pay your automo-bill (that's facts)
 Take care of all of those bills (tab)
 Fix your hair and your nails, ayy (yeah)
 Pay your telephone bill (I will)
 Pay your automo-bill (you know I)
 Fix your hair and your nails (ayy)
 Show you I'm for real (ayy, ayy)
 One hundred (Plus), two hundred (plus)
 Three hundred (Plus), you want it (plus)
 Four hundred (Plus), five hundred (plus)
 Six hundred (Plus) mo' money (plus)
 One hundred (Plus), two hundred (plus)
 Three hundred (Plus), you want it (plus)
 Four hundred (Plus), five hundred (plus), look
 If a bitch say I tried to talk to her
 Tell her that she shoulda listened (facts)
 Tell her it's too late now (woo)
 Tell her we over here spendin' (spendin')
 Tell her we over here winnin' (winnin')
 Tell her to mind her own business (baow)
 Tell her she had my attention (ayy)
 She shoulda did somethin' with it
 God made you smart
 God made you bad, God made you fine
 When he gave you all that ass
 He had a nigga like me in mind
 Look, let's go hit the lot and go violate it
 Cashin' out, no down payment
 If you had an ex and he moved on
 That nigga downgraded (ayy)
 Pay your telephone bill (I'm tryna)
 Pay your automo-bill (you know I)
 Take care of all of those bills (let's go)
 Fix your hair and your nails, ayy (you know I)
 Pay your telephone bill (no cap)
 Pay your automo-bill (and back)
 Fix your hair and your nails (ayy)
 Show you I'm for real (ayy, ayy)
 One hundred (plus), two hundred (plus)
 Three hundred (plus), you want it (plus)
 Four hundred (plus), five hundred (plus)
 Six hundred (plus) mo' money (plus)
 One hundred (plus), two hundred (plus)
 Three hundred (plus), you want it (plus)
 Four hundred (plus), five hundred (plus)
 Oh, oh, oh
 I said now I'm not tryna gang up on you (ayy)
 I just wanna pay it for you (ayy)
 Make sure that my baby's spoiled
 Diamonds goin', diamonds goin' (woo)
 Diamonds goin' (woo) crazy on you (woo)
 Make you shine like baby oil
 Cop that lil' Mercedes for you
 Drop some lil' paper on you
 Now you been trippin' for a while, I'll
 Fly you here right now, look
 Full name and your birthdate
 Window seat or aisle? Look
 You don't gotta trip
 I'ma put you on a drip
 Long as I got a face
 Girl, got somewhere to sit (ayy)
 Pick it up for me, drop that shit
 I'm pullin' up and I'ma cop that shit
 And get your hair done and your oil changed
 Baby, I know all about that shit
 Let's play
 New Range, in and out that shit
 OJ
 Ghetto pussy, I'm 'bout that shit
 Pay your telephone bill (I'm tryna)
 Pay your automo-bill (you know I)
 Take care of all of those bills (let's go)
 Fix your hair and your nails, ayy (you know I)
 Pay your telephone bill (no cap)
 Pay your automo-bill (and back)
 Fix your hair and your nails (ayy)
 Show you I'm for real (ayy, ayy)
 One hundred (plus), two hundred (plus)
 Three hundred (plus), you want it (plus)
 Four hundred (plus), five hundred (plus)
 Six hundred (plus) mo' money (plus)
 One hundred (plus), two hundred (plus)
 Three hundred (plus), you want it (plus)
 Four hundred (plus), five hundred (plus)
 Ooh-ooh, ayy, look
 Go get you a lil' bag or somethin'
 For me, you ain't gotta ask for nothin'
 Look, buy your lil' ass somethin'
 Hit the mall, let you bag up somethin', oh yeah
 I could pay all your bills (mhm)
 I could pay all your bills (mhm)
 The way you look, baby you can get it all for real
 God made you smart
 God made you bad, god made you fine (yeah)
 When he gave you all that ass
 He had a nigga like me in mind
 Look, let's go hit the lot and go violate it
 Cashin' out, no down payment
 If you had an ex and he moved on
 That nigga downgraded (ayy)
 Pay your telephone bill (I'm tryna)
 Pay your automo-bill (you know I)
 Take care of all of those bills (let's go)
 Fix your hair and your nails, ayy (you know I)
 Pay your telephone bill (no cap)
 Pay your automo-bill (and back)
 Fix your hair and your nails (ayy)
 Show you I'm for real (ayy, ayy)
 Bitches love that shit (ooh-ooh-ooh)
 (ooh-ooh-ooh)
 You know, i feel i'll get more out of
 it's gonna be amazing
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:29
Key
7
Tempo
149 BPM

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