Fes Taylor Paid In Full
[Fes Taylor:]
Taylor two thumbs, holding on the Sidekick
Mics beated up that bounce kinda like my side bitch
When you crowned king, there's very little loyalty
So I make a nigga drink first, try to poison me
Left a couple billion, what the f..ck I need a girl for?
Got enough paper I can fund the next World War
I'm on a world tour, stunting in the pure form
Baby looking crazy, trying to get her out the girl drawers
Taylor 2 Fly, what the f..ck I'm buying pearls for
Have her swallow nut, til she hurl on the floor
And haters on my jock, wanna laugh at me, fine
But they know I won't stop like a factory line
And yeah I'm on top cause I actually grind
Even opened up shows, stole Cassidy's shine
Touchdown like I'm standing in the endzone
Ref blow the whistle, Mr. Slate from The Flintstones, bench those
My wrist froze, so I get hoes
I suppose, got the Bruce LeRoy glow
And the one-two o's in the decoy's dope
There ain't never pinning me for the RICO, no
[Chorus: Fes Taylor]
I'm a tell you, like Deck told me
Cash Rules Everything Around Me
I gotta get this CREAM, ya'll, dollar dollar bill
You know I'm from the streets, Shao', Killah Killah Hill
And I'm a tell you, like L.K. told me
Crack rules everything around me
I gotta get this CREAM, ya'll, dollar dollar bill
You know I"m from the streets, Shao', Killah Killah Hill
[Fes Taylor:]
Yo, I'm a G, I'm a muthafucking O.G.
Ask about me, niggas know me, my Co-D's
Overseas love, probably sound Japanese
Something bout German cars, two set of keys
Benzes, Beemer, long as the rims cleaner
Might wipe it with Noxyma, to pop scheemers
We not dreamers, you niggas can't outdeem us
Too much coffee, thinking you can out-cream us
And nah, we ain't one in the same
Still couldn't f..ck with me, if we was a running a train
Get it? I ain't with it, I do spit it, then who did it
Then Kayslay if they play it, like it ain't favorite
They hating, I was waiting
They ain't never say shit, straight to my face
So I'm payind no mind, got paper to chase
Never signed to a major, still ate from the plate
So I'm good like Mary J., just fine, I push fives
Fours for the wives, they push mine
Days of our lives, nothing like a soap opera
If it's beef, shoot up the cop search, call that a show stopper
[Chorus]
