Zam Adams - Gettin' Paid Lyrics

My lil note pad opened up in nyc
No hotels baby no i dont relax there
Only other hobby in my life is gettin paid ok
Gettin paid ok
Gettin paid ok
And catchin you up in the lobby of my building
Sent a couple chills through me
But listen i might have to leave you to get paid ok
Gettin paid ok
Gettin paid ok
Gettin gettin
Sum about you show me you ok you know
Ya lil frame
The way you walkin away
I could tell you gettin paid ok
Gettin paid ok
Gettin paid ok
Gettin paid
Baby
If i take you back to where i stay
Would i really have to ask you to undress
You would do it either way
Cause you see im gettin paid ok
Gettin paid ok
Gettin paid
Uh
Walkin into yaisou
You know
Greek lil mood im in
But how you standin with me
Feel like im a french man
You the only woman who could try to understand me
Never reprimands me
Flossy
Class on this girl
Made me reminisce on high school days
Found faith in the energy that saved me
Feminine
Oh so fine you could never get a breath in
Good looks'll kill
And this woman got a sentence
First time i met her
She had this lil ring on her finger
And the devil creeped up
As i sprung a deep though
Askin do you really love him?
Do you really come home
To the man you in love with?
I dont mean to house wreck
But he dont deserve you
To me it occured
That you actually got nerve
And inside you
Theres a lil devil too
Well you in luck now cause
Mines on the surface
Ready to converse with ya
I aint got a girl
And by the way you standin
To exxagerate ya curves
Make me mentally insane
Put ya hand out baby
Look its nice to meet ya
Names sam
She responded
That her name katrina
Oh man
Here we go again
She aint ready for the pain
But she ready for the paid man
She just been waitin on
My hand out
Shouda seen the way she placed hers on
So natural
Its like god put her up in front of me
Bein in ya presence startin becomin a luxury
Next day
Sip a lil rose
And you back to my place
Base 2 been hit
And i dont plan to strike out
On the couch as we sip
Askin what this life bout
But its over with the chit chat
Turn the lights down
Baby turn that thang round
I could tell she listen to me cause she know im gettin paid ok
Gettin paid ok
Gettin paid ok
Gettin paid ok
Life tough for me baby
It dont matter in the end rock wit me
Till the death
And well prolly end up
Always gettin paid ok
Gettin paid ok
Gettin paid ok
Gettin paid ok
Lost love was ya past
Since the secon that i passed ya
And locked eyes with ya
I could tell you also gettin paid ok
Gettin paid ok
Gettin paid ok
Gettin paid ok
Let the lord
Placed you in front of me
3 years down
And i aint plan to run from it
Now you glad that you aint go and marry what you had
God gives us the lesson
Before givin what we asked for
Passport stamped
With a couple of them
Vast foreign cities
But dont forget mine
Its the lil one we met in
Girl the definition of amazing
Got faith in you till the day i see my grave uh
Talk about gettin paid ok
Forget the fame
Im wealthy cause of ya name
Feel like i been gettin paid
Every day
Every
Every
Every day