Lyrics
Hey, hey, hey, h-hey, hey
What you say, get this money
If they say, what you gon' do today
Just say, 'hey, I wanna get paid'
'ery day, 'ery day pay day
Hey, hey, h-hey, hey, hey
What you say, get this money
If they say, what you gon' do today
Just say, 'hey, I wanna get paid'
'ery day, 'ery day pay day
'ery day, 'ery day pay day
We dedicate this to these people out here getting bank
Where the pursuit of the money is reali-tay
Never front on a clique that you can't evaluate
See I got things out here I need to situate
I got a fresh ass car on some gloss paint
People walking down the street until they feet stank
I got accountants out here handling big thangs
As I slip into the crib wit' the sashay
Have my room wit the shark wit the big tank
Don't get mad 'cause I'm doing things you just can't, can't, can't
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
What you say, get this money
If they say, what you gon' do today
Just say, hey, I wanna get paid
'ery day, 'ery day pay day
'ery day, 'ery day pay day
My man
You need to get back like the rebate
And bitties he need to step up like the home plate
My man
Now what you know about the Great Lakes?
We contemplate on gettin' money like a sweepstakes
Sipping dark grapes, party in the dark shade
You see a nigga cold chillin' like a Marl-ey Marl
And bitties ride like a Harl-ey
Money make, a Ric, a Ric-o Suav-e, hey
Radio play the S like arcades
Every day the holiday so nigga stay paid
Celebrate the holidays with the money
Ain't about to wait so nigga stay away
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
What you say, get this money
If they say, what you gon' do today
Just say, 'hey, I wanna get paid'
'ery day, 'ery day pay day
'ery day, 'ery day pay day
Somebody said that radio would never ever play
Some of that Detroit, Motor City for play
Honestly earning my dough, keeping it real y'all
Countin' my cash, just showing you how the boss ball
I never thought that we would make it up this far
Grippin' my cream color Cadillac North Star
Detroit Motor City finest is who we are
This is for my ladies who get out, chill at the bar
When I was a young boy chilling in my daddy's nuts
All I could hear was a rhyme and dope cuts
Growin' up thinking I was nothing, but a glut
Another day, another buck, another slut
All I wanna do is get paid
Motown, don't stop...
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
What you say, get this money
If they say, what you gon' do today
Just say, 'hey, I wanna get paid'
'ery day, 'ery day pay day
Hey, hey, h-hey, hey, hey
What you say, get this money
If they say, what you gon' do today
Just say, 'hey, I wanna get paid'
'ery day, 'ery day pay day
'ery day, 'ery day pay day
'ery day, 'ery day pay day
'ery day, 'ery day pay day
