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PAYING THE TAB Video (MV)




Performed By: Guttaballsnoop
Language: English
Length: 3:05
Written by: Kallied Smith




Guttaballsnoop - PAYING THE TAB Lyrics
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Pressure, but I remain the strongest
Ain't no wife, all these bitches be bogus
I just woke up and caught me a hunnid
Baby, I got to get to the money
You ain't got it, you ain't doin' nothin
Gummy gelato, smokin' on bubble
I'm the rose that sprouted through the rubble
Easy way in hard to get out the trouble
Know they heard that I'm payin' the tab
I'm impatient, I'm makin' it double
Drew the play up inside of the huddle
Triple-double for Wes like Russell
I'm the one that be solvin' the puzzle
He was up, but he falled and fumbled
Said that he'd stand tall, but crumbled
Pure dog, dissolved his muscles
Seventeen, gettin' calls from Russia
Takin' trips to McDonough for nothin
End up doin' anything when you crushin
Tryin play like I'm dumb, bitch, you buggin
Big dog, the block still flooded
Long as I got a line, they comin
Anytime I'm outside, it's bussin
Always sayin' he slide, he bluffin
Give an arm, shorty f*cked up the Dnz
Blood ties, I'm blooded with two C's
Global nigga, they f*ck with me, O.T
Shit's sour, but real niggas love me
Couple hoes hate me, but still end up f*ckin
Guess that's just how it go, she nothin
Tweakin' on me, you talkin' for nothin
How the f*ck I'm always wrong all of a sudden
Iceburg, know I'ma call away
Tre8, I'ma call away
4B, I'ma call away
Shake B, I'ma call away
J.Sean, I'ma call away
Peezy I'ma call away
Tony, I don't know what's goin' on
But you know I'm still comin' the same
E-Man, we locked from the cradle to grave
You watched me come up, why the f*ck would I change
Remember when we was broke for days
Splittin' dubs, goin' half on 2K
Lotta niggas don't know about them days
Lotta niggas wasn't raised how I raise
Lotta niggas can't say what I say
Ain't no funny, can't play where I stay
Shorty, a bitch, he got feminine ways
Told my lil' brother, go do a trade
Lil' broski, I just want you paid
Stale face inside' filled with rage
I forever got love for my brothers
But on the other end, shit ain't the same
Damn, why shit ain't the same
Pressure, but I'm remainin' the strongest
Ain't no wife for all these bitches to be bogus
I just woke up and call me a hunnid
Baby, I gotta get to the money
You ain't got it, you ain't doin' nothin
Gummy gelato, smokin' on bubble
I'm the rose that sprouted through the rubble
Easy way in hard to get out the trouble
Know they heard that I'm payin' the tab
I'm impatient, I'm makin' it double
Drew the play up inside of the huddle
Triple-double for Wes like Russell
I'm the one that be solvin' the puzzle
He was up, but he falled and fumbled
Said that he a stand tall, but crumbled
Pure dog, dissolved his muscles
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English

Pressure, but I remain the strongest
Ain't no wife, all these bitches be bogus
I just woke up and caught me a hunnid
Baby, I got to get to the money
You ain't got it, you ain't doin' nothin
Gummy gelato, smokin' on bubble
I'm the rose that sprouted through the rubble
Easy way in hard to get out the trouble
Know they heard that I'm payin' the tab
I'm impatient, I'm makin' it double
Drew the play up inside of the huddle
Triple-double for Wes like Russell
I'm the one that be solvin' the puzzle
He was up, but he falled and fumbled
Said that he'd stand tall, but crumbled
Pure dog, dissolved his muscles
Seventeen, gettin' calls from Russia
Takin' trips to McDonough for nothin
End up doin' anything when you crushin
Tryin play like I'm dumb, bitch, you buggin
Big dog, the block still flooded
Long as I got a line, they comin
Anytime I'm outside, it's bussin
Always sayin' he slide, he bluffin
Give an arm, shorty f*cked up the Dnz
Blood ties, I'm blooded with two C's
Global nigga, they f*ck with me, O.T
Shit's sour, but real niggas love me
Couple hoes hate me, but still end up f*ckin
Guess that's just how it go, she nothin
Tweakin' on me, you talkin' for nothin
How the f*ck I'm always wrong all of a sudden
Iceburg, know I'ma call away
Tre8, I'ma call away
4B, I'ma call away
Shake B, I'ma call away
J.Sean, I'ma call away
Peezy I'ma call away
Tony, I don't know what's goin' on
But you know I'm still comin' the same
E-Man, we locked from the cradle to grave
You watched me come up, why the f*ck would I change
Remember when we was broke for days
Splittin' dubs, goin' half on 2K
Lotta niggas don't know about them days
Lotta niggas wasn't raised how I raise
Lotta niggas can't say what I say
Ain't no funny, can't play where I stay
Shorty, a bitch, he got feminine ways
Told my lil' brother, go do a trade
Lil' broski, I just want you paid
Stale face inside' filled with rage
I forever got love for my brothers
But on the other end, shit ain't the same
Damn, why shit ain't the same
Pressure, but I'm remainin' the strongest
Ain't no wife for all these bitches to be bogus
I just woke up and call me a hunnid
Baby, I gotta get to the money
You ain't got it, you ain't doin' nothin
Gummy gelato, smokin' on bubble
I'm the rose that sprouted through the rubble
Easy way in hard to get out the trouble
Know they heard that I'm payin' the tab
I'm impatient, I'm makin' it double
Drew the play up inside of the huddle
Triple-double for Wes like Russell
I'm the one that be solvin' the puzzle
He was up, but he falled and fumbled
Said that he a stand tall, but crumbled
Pure dog, dissolved his muscles
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Writer: Kallied Smith
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