Warm Brew – “Let’s Get Paid” (Video)

Westside niggaz don’t know any other way

One of our favorite LA trios, Warm Brew, drop off a new visual to their latest single “Let’s Get Paid.” In the video, Ray Wright, Manu Li & Serk Spliff put on a lit show with the perfect combination of money, broads and booze. This track lives on their upcoming album (not yet titled), set to drop later this summer. Until then watch their new video and learn the lyrics below.

Produced by Hippie Sabotage.

Directed by Panamaera.

#OPM


Lyrics:
MANU LI
Its alright it’s ok get that money anyway
Its alright it’s ok
Bye bye birdie tell hater go away
How i came up slept till noon everyday
And i talk to the moon it would say
Its alright its ok
We can get paid wit a trip to the bay
They just wannna hear the classics
Lil nigga wit a passion
Ghetto beach boy at fashion
Take a flick aint caption
When you see a nigga laughin
James bond in ashton
All that broke shit is past tense
So please dont ask me what happen
I turn my hobby to a game check
I turn my brodies to go gettas
Food stamps to gold member
Real ladies aint no gold diggers
Jigga man lemonade yao
I need a girl who get paid now
Going dutch on a pound aye
Figaro figaro style

CHORUS 2X
rolled up, hold up, what you gotta say?
showed up, mo bucks, how much can I make?
westside niggaz dont know any other way
westside get the money every single day

RAY WRIGHT :
no more landlords, no more section 8
don’t phone me, if you’re phony it can wait
always get it how I live confetti cake
any walk of life that got a slice can hear my rates.

SERK
I like my commas in tre’s
I’ll take my zeros in sixes
And nigga life is a maze
That made dinero religion
Have no fear
Im a pharaoh
Aint no cagin this nigga
Just chasin change
To make some change
Come and sip aged grapes
With a nigga
Make cake
With a nigga
Kill the KKK
With a nigga
Vacay
Come collect the scene
Maintain
With a nigga
Make waves
Never late
With the trigger
When it comes time
To finally squeeze
Gettin cash for the cache
Then I blazay
With some hash
And a blonde thing
Little Molly
Got a past that’ll haunt you
Shit it haunt me
Only cure is some cognac
Nigga money
Lots of dough
Mozzarella
With the sauce
My piece of pie
Lots of bitches
Call the fellas
Bring some hoes
Lets have a night
Cause a problem
Cops are called
Pay em off
The laws a lie
Ima be holdin dem
100s n 50s for life

CHORUS
rolled up, hold up, what you gotta say?
showed up, mo bucks, how much can I make?
westside niggaz dont know any other way
westside get the money every single day