PayDay
(Intro.)
Chalkskin. Chalkskin.
Chalkskin came to get that money.
Chalkskin came to get that money.
Chalkskin came to get that money.
Get that money.
(Verse 1.)
Flush with cash.
Sittin’ pretty.
Dropped some money
On this ditty.
Beat’s so hot.
Lyrics, witty.
Broke my piggy
Just to build this city.
Chalkskin’s rollin’
On my bankroll,
Shirt off my back,
And my whole soul.
Get it all back.
That’s the whole goal.
Squeezin’ diamonds
From lumps of coal.
Hit it hard.
Got the distance.
Chalk outlines
‘Round my resistance.
Nothin’ stoppin’
Me from tryin’.
I’ll be rappin’
When I’m dyin’.
Try’na fire
My board of directors.
Cryin’ in my Benjamins.
Melt my gold records.
You can find my Grammies.
Got ‘em on ebay.
Can’t wait ‘til Friday.
Gimme my PayDay!
(Hook.)
PayDay. PayDay.
Gimme that PayDay.
Can’t wait ‘till Friday.
It’s too far away.
Hey hey. Hey hey.
Gimme that money,
‘Cause it’s always sunny
When you got the honey.
PayDay. PayDay.
Gimme that PayDay.
Can’t wait ‘till Friday.
It’s too far away.
Hey hey. Hey hey.
Gimme that money,
‘Cause it’s always sunny
When you got the honey.
Dollah dollah bills.
Dollah dollah bills!
Don’t make it very far
Up them Hollywood Hills.
Try’na make it to the top.
See what we can get.
Gotta make this song
A number one.
Dollah dollah bills.
Dollah dollah bills!
Don’t make it very far
Up them Hollywood Hills.
Try’na make it to the top.
See what we can get.
Gotta make this song
A number one.
(Verse 2.)
Recession’s on a come up.
I guess we better blow up
On this album, brothas.
Before we hold a bank up
And make up for these losses
That this beat had to cost us.
No free roller coasters,
This industry’s atrocious.
Beggin’ and a pleadin’
Kinda got me all furious,
We gotta use a sling shot
and a rock
For this bank plot.
Don’t even have a toy gun
That we can spray.
‘Cause the 99 Cent Store
Won’t do a layaway.
P for the part
When we test drive Ferraris.
A is for all the girls
That would call me.
Y (why) if I were rich,
I wouldn’t do my laundry.
Leave a deep smell
Of success comin’ off me.
A (hey), where my money at?
Gotta have it!
Y (why) don’t I make as much
As Bob Saget?
Pack a Full House,
And everybody’s happy.
And both the Olson Twins
Call me “daddy.”
(Hook.)
PayDay. PayDay.
Gimme that PayDay.
Can’t wait ‘till Friday.
It’s too far away.
Hey hey. Hey hey.
Gimme that money,
‘Cause it’s always sunny
When you got the honey.
PayDay. PayDay.
Gimme that PayDay.
Can’t wait ‘till Friday.
It’s too far away.
Hey hey. Hey hey.
Gimme that money,
‘Cause it’s always sunny
When you got the honey.
Dollah dollah bills.
Dollah dollah bills!
Don’t make it very far
Up them Hollywood Hills.
Try’na make it to the top.
See what we can get.
Gotta make this song
A number one.
Dollah dollah bills.
Dollah dollah bills!
Don’t make it very far
Up them Hollywood Hills.
Try’na make it to the top.
See what we can get.
Gotta make this song
A number one.
(Verse 3.)
This ain't PayDay.
This is payback
For all you fat cats
Who sat back
And stayed wack.
This ain't a rap song.
Its a death threat.
You mutha effers lucky we ain't took ya head yet.
Leave you on bed rest.
Yes,
Never know just where I'm headed.
Chalkskin's in the house.
Time to call the paramedics.
Dead.
And forget it
‘Else we leave ya straight shredded.
Your body served in tacos,
And we toppin it with lettuce.
Let us in
‘Else I'm telling you
We're really gonna brawl you.
Homie, you don't wanna see this fatal fate befall you.
All you
Gotta do is answer when it calls you.
Came to get the money.
Tell me what the hell you gon’ do?
All you
Need to do is sit back
I'll explain it, maine.
Sunshine,
Pourin’ rain,
Yeah, I came to bring the pain.
With the rhythm method, man.
Bound to make you feel the flow.
Yeah, we came to get the dough
Y’ain’t know..?
Now ya know. . .
Written by: Richard Baker, Sheepdog David Grant, Kariem Marbury, Jason Nestler
Produced by: Ultraklystron
Guitar: Mark Shapiro
Arranged by: Jaz Williams
Vocals: MC Chalkskin, DJ Pop’N’Fresh, J-Man, Rich Prophet
Operatic Twenty Part Harmony: Jaz Williams
Chalkskin. Chalkskin.
Chalkskin came to get that money.
Chalkskin came to get that money.
Chalkskin came to get that money.
Get that money.
(Verse 1.)
Flush with cash.
Sittin’ pretty.
Dropped some money
On this ditty.
Beat’s so hot.
Lyrics, witty.
Broke my piggy
Just to build this city.
Chalkskin’s rollin’
On my bankroll,
Shirt off my back,
And my whole soul.
Get it all back.
That’s the whole goal.
Squeezin’ diamonds
From lumps of coal.
Hit it hard.
Got the distance.
Chalk outlines
‘Round my resistance.
Nothin’ stoppin’
Me from tryin’.
I’ll be rappin’
When I’m dyin’.
Try’na fire
My board of directors.
Cryin’ in my Benjamins.
Melt my gold records.
You can find my Grammies.
Got ‘em on ebay.
Can’t wait ‘til Friday.
Gimme my PayDay!
(Hook.)
PayDay. PayDay.
Gimme that PayDay.
Can’t wait ‘till Friday.
It’s too far away.
Hey hey. Hey hey.
Gimme that money,
‘Cause it’s always sunny
When you got the honey.
PayDay. PayDay.
Gimme that PayDay.
Can’t wait ‘till Friday.
It’s too far away.
Hey hey. Hey hey.
Gimme that money,
‘Cause it’s always sunny
When you got the honey.
Dollah dollah bills.
Dollah dollah bills!
Don’t make it very far
Up them Hollywood Hills.
Try’na make it to the top.
See what we can get.
Gotta make this song
A number one.
Dollah dollah bills.
Dollah dollah bills!
Don’t make it very far
Up them Hollywood Hills.
Try’na make it to the top.
See what we can get.
Gotta make this song
A number one.
(Verse 2.)
Recession’s on a come up.
I guess we better blow up
On this album, brothas.
Before we hold a bank up
And make up for these losses
That this beat had to cost us.
No free roller coasters,
This industry’s atrocious.
Beggin’ and a pleadin’
Kinda got me all furious,
We gotta use a sling shot
and a rock
For this bank plot.
Don’t even have a toy gun
That we can spray.
‘Cause the 99 Cent Store
Won’t do a layaway.
P for the part
When we test drive Ferraris.
A is for all the girls
That would call me.
Y (why) if I were rich,
I wouldn’t do my laundry.
Leave a deep smell
Of success comin’ off me.
A (hey), where my money at?
Gotta have it!
Y (why) don’t I make as much
As Bob Saget?
Pack a Full House,
And everybody’s happy.
And both the Olson Twins
Call me “daddy.”
(Hook.)
PayDay. PayDay.
Gimme that PayDay.
Can’t wait ‘till Friday.
It’s too far away.
Hey hey. Hey hey.
Gimme that money,
‘Cause it’s always sunny
When you got the honey.
PayDay. PayDay.
Gimme that PayDay.
Can’t wait ‘till Friday.
It’s too far away.
Hey hey. Hey hey.
Gimme that money,
‘Cause it’s always sunny
When you got the honey.
Dollah dollah bills.
Dollah dollah bills!
Don’t make it very far
Up them Hollywood Hills.
Try’na make it to the top.
See what we can get.
Gotta make this song
A number one.
Dollah dollah bills.
Dollah dollah bills!
Don’t make it very far
Up them Hollywood Hills.
Try’na make it to the top.
See what we can get.
Gotta make this song
A number one.
(Verse 3.)
This ain't PayDay.
This is payback
For all you fat cats
Who sat back
And stayed wack.
This ain't a rap song.
Its a death threat.
You mutha effers lucky we ain't took ya head yet.
Leave you on bed rest.
Yes,
Never know just where I'm headed.
Chalkskin's in the house.
Time to call the paramedics.
Dead.
And forget it
‘Else we leave ya straight shredded.
Your body served in tacos,
And we toppin it with lettuce.
Let us in
‘Else I'm telling you
We're really gonna brawl you.
Homie, you don't wanna see this fatal fate befall you.
All you
Gotta do is answer when it calls you.
Came to get the money.
Tell me what the hell you gon’ do?
All you
Need to do is sit back
I'll explain it, maine.
Sunshine,
Pourin’ rain,
Yeah, I came to bring the pain.
With the rhythm method, man.
Bound to make you feel the flow.
Yeah, we came to get the dough
Y’ain’t know..?
Now ya know. . .
Written by: Richard Baker, Sheepdog David Grant, Kariem Marbury, Jason Nestler
Produced by: Ultraklystron
Guitar: Mark Shapiro
Arranged by: Jaz Williams
Vocals: MC Chalkskin, DJ Pop’N’Fresh, J-Man, Rich Prophet
Operatic Twenty Part Harmony: Jaz Williams
Copyright 2012 for all content from "PayDay."
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