Dizzle West - Paid In Full Lyrics

Uh, your biggest mistake Beef with Dizzle West, I eat my enemies off big plates
Flights out of the states, I like to take my bitch on big dates
You deserve a plain Jane Patek with the big face What I like about you and about me, we both the big chase
These bitches be jealous of a fella, want a big taste
His card never decline, you know Dizz can always give face
Popped out with a flat tummy and a slick waist
Had to get my body right, know bitches jumped back on that
Had put my foot on necks how my Balencis be on doormats
Be yourself, I can't respect you robbing Dizzle's format
Claim that you a Barbie, I ain't see you in no Corvette
Claim that you a rich one, I ain't see you in them stores yet
Can't afford that, to be in stores like where Dior at
Point me to that section where the vintage new couture at
Playback trick, Dizzle where Gucci Galore at, Ayy,
I don't get it for the low
Know I'm paid in full, so you know I pay in full
Balance sitting don't even know what I'm paying
For
I just hit the stores and I walk out with Dior
Gucci, Louis, Fendi, Prada, straight from Italy
I got every designer, don't talk money to me
Know I'm paid in full, I gotta feed the family
Pop it on the net, but that would never get to
Me
Pop it on a net, you better keep that energy
Can't no broke bitch ever be my enemy
Cause if you're broke, bitch, you gotta bigger fish to fry
Make the supersize, keep the tartar on the side
Informed me this bitch made me her target, this bitch fried
Of course a bitch gon' hate when a bitch badder and she fly
Nigga, play it cool, I keep a gangsta on my thigh
And that thing tucked in my Rick Owen thigh high He ain't got no money, then I tell him bye-bye
Know KK in some big shit anytime she ride by
Bitches dick ride me, then expect a high five
You'll never be K'Mora though, baby, nice try
I'm in some shit you can't spell, baby, get your weight up
Of course all the broke bitches hate us
Of course to keep a bitch like me, you gotta keep your paper
Cause boy, I got my own, so you can never tell me wait up
And we don't get it for the low
Down payment on your house, we got that off a show
Like why would we go back and forth with you when we your goals
I heard you got your body done, but bitch you went to goals
And they botched ya
Go get back on the table, baby, go get your money back
It's like Kim
And Big Poppa, who shot ya?
You know what is was when you was signing up for that smoke with me, nigga? Yeah
Tell somebody, call the doctor
I don't get it for the low
Know I'm paid in full, so you know I pay in full
Balance sitting don't even know what I'm paying
For
I just hit the stores and I walk out with Dior
Gucci, Louis, Fendi, Prada, straight from Italy
I got every designer, don't talk money to me
Know I'm paid in full, I gotta feed the family
Pop it on the net, but that would never get to
Me
I don't get it for the low
I don't get it for the low
Down deposit on your house, we made that off a show
Know I keep it on me, gotta keep that thing with me
Gotta feed the family
Pop it on the net, but that won't ever get to
Me
I don't get it for the low
Know I'm paid in full, so you know I pay in full
Balance sitting don't even know what I'm paying for
I just hit the stores and I walk out with Dior
Gucci, Louis, Fendi, Prada, straight from Italy
I got every designer, don't talk money to me
Know I'm paid in full, I gotta feed the family
Pop it on the net, but that won't ever get to me