Lyrics:
one shot that sucker down in flame
We love that cold cash
Love that cold hard cash
Won't mess around with American Express
I'm living that low life
I
Cash Money Cold Cash Money you see
Bill has lots of dollars so
We call him dollar bill
He spends money like a fool 'cuz
It gives him a thrill
The aim
on
The Pinterest perfect gift
But there's just one thing on my list
(One thing on my list)
I want cold hard cash for Christmas
(Cold hard cash)
Don't spend your
pleading
Eyes are red from all this rage soon we'll all be bleeding
Cold
Hard cash got me itching
Cold
Hard cash got me fucked up
Cold
Hard cash gets my
break your heart for that cold hard cash
You don’t know what it means to me
Baby that cold hard cash
I’ll turn three hundred and sixty degrees for that
I ain't chasing nothing but the cold hard cash
Cold hard cash but the cold hard cash
I might go and drop it on a Goyard bag
Goyard bag on a Goyard
Hey, Nitsuj (Wooo)
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Back in this bitch
Move packs in this bitch (Yeah)
Break out the racks
Cold cash in this bitch (Hey)
Be that cash money piece cold restin' the dead
I walk around like I gotta s on my chest
I walk-walk around like I gotta s on my chest
I
Space trip
Луна из банкнот
Ice drip
VVS so cold
Cash split
Попилил весь лот
Black jack
Нужен антидот
Space trip
Луна из банкнот
Ice drip
I'll beat his ass
Getting money, yeah that cold cash
Hand me the blunt, hand me the blunt, hand me the blunt
And shorty I feel bad
I didn't ever wanna, I
the Wabash
Can't borrow time with the cold cash
Sha la la-la-la-la la
La la la la-la-la-la (with the cold cash)
La la la-la-la-la la
La la
Television
slumps
Income tax
All bust my hump
Want cash, green cash, real cash
Gimmee ga-gimmee some dollars
Hard cash, cold cash, real cash
Gimmee, gimmee, gimmee
slumps
Income tax
All bust my hump
Want cash, green cash, real cash
Gimmee ga-gimmee some dollars
Hard cash, cold cash, real cash
Gimmee, gimmee, gimmee
toe tag
New bitch got Chanel flats, that's a toe tag
Pull up off the lot, skkrt skkrt
Came with no tags
I'm a hot boy, so guess what, I pay cold cash
a seed
You gotta work it out
Gimme some of that cold cash
I want to stuff it in my couch
C'mon bring me those big stacks
I need them bricks to build
a seed
You gotta work it out
Gimme some of that cold cash
I want to stuff it in my couch
C'mon bring me those big stacks
I need them bricks to build
hard cash
Show me the money
Show me the money
Show me the money
Show me the money
The only thing better than money
Is a pile of that cold hard cash
too fast
It's a cold world so you need cold cash
Hot like a chilli, cold like I'm chilly
Money not the motivator but I could use a milli
Or I could use
rides the spirit of taboo
Callin' Daddy Daddy Bad-bad
Callin' Daddy Bad-bad
Dammit Daddy Bad-bad
Nasty nasty mad man
Givin' up the cold cash
Dirty
think we still dating
Three choppers sitting in the car, we playin' real safe
Fifty million dollars in cash, that's a cold case
Spent so much cash
Blue hydrangea, cold cash divine
Cashmere, cologne, and white sunshine
Red racing cars, Sunset and Vine
The kids were young and pretty
Where have
cribs you’re making me drool aha
The rich have it all and I feel like a fool
Shower me with hard cash
Shower me with cold cash
Shower me with lots
must discuss the terms
Your cold cash will not be accepted here
Gimme your soul, it's no use to plead!
Then the day dawned and lit up the game board
got they wits up
Cold cash got me 3 bape zip ups
They be on my shit before it even picked up
Boi ran from
I'm the shinigami
I fold my money the same
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