Aye Day Pay Day (Clean) - Young M.A

Lyrics by：Katorah Marrero|Antwan Thompson|Francis Ubiera|Dan Garcia|Mario Alejandro Munoz Jr

Composed by：Katorah Marrero|Antwan Thompson|Francis Ubiera|Dan Garcia|Mario Alejandro Munoz Jr

Ayy

Ayy day pay day

Countin' a quarter million

I was a poor civilian

I used to stress about a b***h now

I ignore the feelings

Now I don't record the feelings nah

Now I'm gon' ball for healin' woo

Now I got money from floor to ceiling

I am for sure resilient okay

She givin' that brain ouu brain

I am for sure she brilliant okay

Ayy I book a resort I'm billin'

This ain't at all the Hilton no not at all

And you don't want war we ign'ant

And we resort to killin' grrt

Uh ain't no superheroes

B***h we all the villains man we all the villains

Man f**k all the opinions man f**k all the opinions

I'm takin' all the womens

I'm takin' all the womens

Put on her long Brazilian

F**k her from wall to window from the window

The money was callin' callin'

Had to abort the mission I'm out

Ouu

Ayy day pay day

Just blew a half a brick okay

On some new dapper s**t okay

Brand new Gucci Star brand new Gucci Star

Had to go crash the ship had to go crash the ship

Champagne in a glass and s**t

On some real classy s**t on some real what

Ayy and we don't lack for s**t

My shooters gon' blast for s**t grrt

Uh and she ain't gotta ask for dick

I f**k her on accident my fault

Ayy I like a conceded b***h

She like that I'm arrogant okay

Uh still on that trapper s**t

Two blocks in the cabinets bop bop

Uh got a bank account in my mattresses okay

So when I f**k my b***h it's

A little more passionate I love you

Uh I'm icin' her out she icin' me out

Freeze taggin' s**t okay

Uh potato on a pistol one shot go boom

Straight maxin' s**t boom boom grrt

Ayy

Ayy day pay day

Countin' the price of a Lamb' countin'

The price of a Lamb'

I should go buy me a Lamb'

I should go buy me a Lamb'

But I'ma flip this if I'ma spin this

I'ma go buy me some land gonna go buy me some land

Oh you a stand up guy

What

Well P***y you can die where you stand bop bop

Better think twice lil' man

Ayy tuck that

This big lil' ice my man this big ice

Oh you can't afford this no

This rich price lil' man this rich price

She shakin' her a*s like dice in her hands

Shake that a*s shake that a*s

Ayy her n***a pulled up to the club now

She outside fightin' her man d**n

Uh now I feel bad 'cause I was really plannin'

On pipin' her down d**n

You know these hoes is loose d**n you gotta

Tighten up man d**n you gotta tighten up

Og got me fried feel like my mind in a pan whoosh

Uh countin' this guap in my hand

Tellin' my guys we gotta expand oou

Ayy

It's ayy day pay day ayy day what

Count it up count it up count it up count it up

Ayy day pay day

Count it up count it up count it up count it up

Ayy day pay day

Count it up ayy