I Gotta Get Paid
Lil' Flip featuring Ghostface Killah & Raekwon of Wu-Tang Clan Lyrics

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[Chorus:][Lil' Flip]
Real niggaz bust ya pistols in the sky
I'm a muthafuckin' G and til I die
I get that paper, and I'm chillin' on the low
All I need, is more money more

[Lil' Flip]
'cause, I gotta get paid, I gotta stay paid

I gotta get paid, I gotta get this money
I gotta get paid, I gotta stay paid
I gotta get paid, I gotta get this money, man

[Lil' Flip]
I get that paper for shizzle, I'm breakin' bread with my niggaz
I ride around with them triggas, I clap back nigga
I shoot that uzi like hoops, I ride around in them Coupe's
Got alligator on boots, my pockets fat nigga
We overseas with the Wu, we blowin' trees with our crew
All my clothes brand new, you gotta love it man
I'm on top of my game, rocks on top of my chain
Catchin' planes to Spain, nigga, you know I'm thuggin', man
We pushin' whips you can't buy, 24 hours we high
I believe I can fly, I'm fucked up, dog
I smoke that shit you can't get, we spit that shit you can't spit
Fifteen tracks, no skits, so fuck all y'all

[Chorus]

[Raekwon]
Shorties bouncin', forty ounces, Lex gon' kill up all the bouncers
Round my shit, gon' fall up out you
Raw that nigga, bring horror up out you
Thought about you, blow that forty and call the cops too
I'ma be out by four and route you
Pussy ass nigga, bring horror up out you, valor the couch, too
I'm amazin', when they pass the gauge in
Sky blue Phantom with beige in
Stop changin' it, ride it for a month
Then come up, make my change in it
Not done, the best, to get it, Uncle, let's get it
What's really real if Lex can't get it?
Shaolin whip big techs again
Fuck around and caught me a Mexican bitch

[Chorus]

[Ghostface Killah]
I blow your face off, cake off, then buy an acre, stayed off
My mustache like Adolf, don't let me pull my cape off
It's Superman lover, fuck it, no other
We just a group of bad brothers, y'all pussy, now check it
Rap DeNiro, crazy Shapiro, pushin' through customs
Back from Europe, and we changin' our Euro's for money
The Wallabees gummy, with so much paper I'm dead
Call me a cheese dummy, and we dip our leaves in honey
Awwwww, you want to see the hammer?
Awwwww, you want to hit the canvas?
I will not waste my time on frontin' ass
Niggaz, that do not excease

[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

In "I Gotta Get Paid" by Lil' Flip, the chorus focuses on the desire for money, and the lengths people will go to obtain it. The lyrics suggest that "real niggaz bust ya pistols in the sky," meaning that a person who is focused on making money will go to great lengths to do so by any means necessary. Flip repeats the phrase "I gotta get paid" throughout the verses, emphasizing the determination to do whatever it takes to acquire wealth. He notes that he is "chillin' on the low" with his money, indicating that he is not flaunting his wealth, but rather keeping a low profile to prevent others from interfering with his cash flow. The song features guest appearances from Wu-Tang Clan members Raekwon and Ghostface Killah, who rap about their own experiences with making money and spending it in similar fashion.

The first verse of the song describes the actions that someone focused on getting paid would take: "I ride around with them triggas, I clap back nigga / I shoot that uzi like hoops, I ride around in them Coupe's / Got alligator on boots." These are all signifiers of someone who is more concerned with material possessions and his reputation than with morality. Flip is positioning himself as someone who has earned his place in this world as a "muthafuckin' G," and who is willing to earn it by any means necessary. He also references his travels overseas with the Wu-Tang Clan, suggesting that he is a part of a larger network of people who share his ideals.

In the second verse, Wu-Tang Clan member Raekwon takes over, and raps about his own experiences with money: "Shorties bouncin', forty ounces, Lex gon' kill up all the bouncers / Round my shit, gon' fall up out you / Raw that nigga, bring horror up out you." The focus here is on the physical elements of making money, specifically through violence or the threat of violence. Raekwon's lyrics suggest that he is willing to use physical force not just to protect his money, but to acquire it as well. The third verse is performed by Ghostface Killah, and focuses on his personal experiences with wealth and violence. The lyrics describe a person who is willing to use violence to maintain control over his financial situation, and who is constantly looking for opportunities to make more money.

Line by Line Meaning

Real niggaz bust ya pistols in the sky
Genuine tough guys fire off their guns in the air as a symbol of their bravado

I'm a muthafuckin' G and til I die
I am a fearless, respected and powerful gangster for life

I get that paper, and I'm chillin' on the low
I make money and keep a low profile

All I need, is more money more
I only require more cash

'cause, I gotta get paid, I gotta stay paid
I must acquire money and keep acquiring it continually

I gotta get paid, I gotta get this money
I have to earn money by all means necessary

I get that paper for shizzle, I'm breakin' bread with my niggaz
I earn my wealth with certainty, and I share it with my trusted associates

I ride around with them triggas, I clap back nigga
I cruise with firearms and shoot back in retaliation

I shoot that uzi like hoops, I ride around in them Coupe's
I shoot guns effortlessly, and travel in luxury cars

Got alligator on boots, my pockets fat nigga
I wear expensive alligator boots and have abundant cash

We overseas with the Wu, we blowin' trees with our crew
We travel internationally and smoke weed with our colleagues

All my clothes brand new, you gotta love it man
I wear only fresh garments, you have to admire it

I'm on top of my game, rocks on top of my chain
I am currently dominating my industry, and I have a blinged-out necklace

Catchin' planes to Spain, nigga, you know I'm thuggin', man
I fly to Spain regularly, and I am still living the gangster lifestyle

We pushin' whips you can't buy, 24 hours we high
We drive cars that you cannot afford, and we are always under the influence

I believe I can fly, I'm fucked up, dog
I have so much faith in myself that I am high and intoxicated

I smoke that shit you can't get, we spit that shit you can't spit
I smoke high-quality marijuana that is not easily accessible, and I rap with a unique style

Fifteen tracks, no skits, so fuck all y'all
I have created a whole album with fifteen impressive songs, without any interruptions, so forget all of you

Shorties bouncin', forty ounces, Lex gon' kill up all the bouncers
Girls dancing around with forty-ounce bottles, and my associate Lex will eliminate all security guards

Round my shit, gon' fall up out you, Raw that nigga, bring horror up out you
Stay near my area, and you will get hurt. I will unleash terror on you and attack you aggressively

Thought about you, blow that forty and call the cops too,
If I think about you, I will shoot you with my forty and also contact the police

I'ma be out by four and route you, Pussy ass nigga, bring horror up out you, valor the couch, too
I will be somewhere else by 4:00 pm, and I will come after you with aggression. I will take your furniture too

I'm amazin', when they pass the gauge in
I am incredible when handed a shotgun

Sky blue Phantom with beige in
I own a sky blue Rolls-Royce Phantom with beige interior

Stop changin' it, ride it for a month, then come up, make my change in it
Do not sell it immediately, drive it for a month, and then sell it for a profit so that I can gain money from it

Not done, the best, to get it, Uncle, let's get it
I am not finished, always striving for excellence, and my mentor, let us go for it

What's really real if Lex can't get it?
What is the true value if Lex is unable to acquire it?

Shaolin whip big techs again, Fuck around and caught me a Mexican bitch
I have a fast car with high-tech gadgets once again, and I managed to have sex with a Mexican girl

I blow your face off, cake off, then buy an acre, stayed off
I will use my gun to shoot your face off, make a lot of money, and then buy a piece of land and stay out of sight

My mustache like Adolf, don't let me pull my cape off
My mustache is similar to Adolf Hitler's, and if you do not want to witness my true power, do not test me

It's Superman lover, fuck it, no other
I am amazing like Superman, forget about anyone else

We just a group of bad brothers, y'all pussy, now check it
We are a group of intimidating men, and you are weak, so recognize it

Rap DeNiro, crazy Shapiro, pushin' through customs
I am like Robert DeNiro in terms of rapping skills, and I act crazier than Shapiro. We travel through customs without issues.

Back from Europe, and we changin' our Euro's for money
We just arrived back from Europe, and we are exchanging our Euros for cash

The Wallabees gummy, with so much paper I'm dead
My Wallabee shoes are worn out, and I have too much money

Call me a cheese dummy, and we dip our leaves in honey
Crown me as a foolish rich man, and we dip marijuana leaves in honey to smoke it

Awwwww, you want to see the hammer?
Oh, you would like to see my firearm?

Awwwww, you want to hit the canvas?
Oh, you want me to shoot you?

I will not waste my time on frontin' ass niggaz, that do not exceed
I will not waste my energy on fake people who do not excel

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ROBERT DIGGS, DENNIS DAVID COLES, WESLEY WESTON, COREY WOODS

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