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Chamillionaire - The Bill Collecta - текст песни, видео

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Chamillionaire - The Bill Collecta - текст песни, видео

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Уроки эстрадного вокала в Санкт-Петербурге
Авторы музыки: Oscar Salinas, Hakeem Seriki, Anthony Henderson, Juan Salinas

Now you're in trouble

Here comes the bill collecta

Now-now you're in trouble

Here comes the bill collecta



When I hang up my phone ya already know

It's about to go down if you ain't got my paper

When I hang up my phone ya already know

It's about to go down if you ain't got my paper



Man... You knew that you had those warrants

You kept ignoring those warnings

You said that it was annoying

Like makin them payments wasn't important

Yo' TV in the pawn but you tell people it's in the storage

And When the police pull you over you be givin' an oscar performance

A ticket you can't afford it

With Expired plates on your taurus

Your baby momma stay trippin cause none of them kids is supported

You messed up every appointment

Thats why you ain't got employment

With spiderwebs in your wallet your pockets look like they haunted

You always wanted to be famous, well you gonna get what you wanted

America's Most Wanted, they 'bout to see ya up on it

You normally move like a tortuise, but you get in your car and your floor it

But you can't even escape cause the repo man got you cornered





Better pick up your phone, better pick up your phone

Seems like every time I call you I just get a dial tone

Better pick up your phone, better pick up your phone

Seems like every time I call you I just get a dial tone



Betta check the check the checker you checking. you ain't gotta profit

And you try to hide until the repo man come and shake up dem pockets

I'm talkin to you cause your rent is due and you ain't tryna drop it

Til the lights turned off in your crib like lamps that ain't got no sockets

They comin' to get what you got and you tryin to say you ain't got it

You ain't paid a payment, a part of it, half a peice or deposit

So I suggest that its best that you use some reason or logic

Or the bill collect is comin' to come and see ya about it

Got it?





Yall just betta have my dough because

I'm comin around the corner hundred miles and gunnin

Finna ride by dumpin'

If anybody owe me somethin', then I strongly suggest you run it

Yall better respect the bill collecta

Or you'll get chin checked like the rest of 'em

Never did joke when it come to the decimal

When it come to gettin dough I'm a professional (fresh ya know)

In it to win it

I get to bombin in a minute

Any and every thing over three digits

These suckas they really think krayzie be slippin'

But I'm here to tell em I den already bent em

Money is a mission gotta have that dolla bill yall

Fell its really enough to kill yall

I might fall but I get right back up and still ball

Stil raw

Still get down with the buck bang

So give me all my change

Bust brains, cause I gotta maintain

Got just enough game to get me paid

Just enough aim to leave you laid

Out on the pavement

Down on the game

Believe me

You'll pay cause I got three hundred and fifty seven reasons
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