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grown men
Fuck if you want one, I want 10
And if we got a problem I'ma let you know then
I'm going in, I go in

We gon' cash it out right, cash it
here tomorrow to complete our interview
But I know what you're gonna say
I know what your bottom line is 

You might have the cash but you
A million dollars cash
A million dollars cash
A million dollars cash
I’m thinking millions

See a black exotic off in traffic then you know its me
See
on Delivery
Make it cash on delivery,
I know nothing is free.
Just make it cash on delivery
If you want to do business with me. (Cash!)
Let's keep it
ha ha you niggas softer than Rosanne's son
You cannot reach me on my Samsung, I'm busy fucking the world
And giving the universe my damn tongue
Ass Latoya Jackson
Rosanne Barr is my newest trick

While on the beach I prune her with my dick
And the bitch who fucks with my cash
Robin Givens
Ass Latoya Jackson
Rosanne Barr is my newest trick

While on the beach I prune her with my dick
And the bitch who fucks with my cash
Robin Givens
for the cash
Grindin’ for this cash
All I know is

So pump right out my bong
Don’t leave ‘til the whole bong gone
2 Track don’t fear my past
(Money) [Repeat: x9]
Johny cash (Money)
Rosanne Cash (Money)
Give me cash (Money)
Cold cash (Money)
[Repeat]

Cash rules everything around me,
Move!
need you, woh-oh
Money talks, (you know) money talks, (ah-hah)
Dirty cash I want you, dirty cash I need you, woh-oh 

(I want you, money)
I'm dirty
n****s softer than Rosanne's son
You cannot reach me on my Samsung, I'm busy f***ing the world
And giving the universe my damn tongue
Crazy motherf***a', I
niggas softer than Rosanne's son
You cannot reach me on my Samsung, I'm busy fucking the world
And giving the universe my damn tongue
Crazy motherfucka', I
niggas softer than Rosanne's son
You cannot reach me on my Samsung, I'm busy fucking the world
And giving the universe my damn tongue
Crazy motherfucka', I
niggas softer than Rosanne's son
You cannot reach me on my Samsung, I'm busy fucking the world
And giving the universe my damn tongue
Crazy motherfucka', I
need you, woh-oh
Money talks, (you know) money talks, (ah-hah)
Dirty cash I want you, dirty cash I need you, woh-oh 

(I want you, money)
I'm dirty
dirty cash I need you, woh-oh
Money talks, (you know) money talks, (ah-hah)
Dirty cash I want you, dirty cash I need you, woh-oh 

(I want you, money)
I want all the kush
I want all the bottles
I want all the cash
I want all the models
I want it all
I want it all

[Verse 1: B. Martin]
Ok,
twice and like started bootleggin
You know what I mean I needs the green to function
So I stepped to the BP and started pumpin
massive gas and the cash
Kentucky)
They’re drinking bourbon by the batch (By the batch)
I walk that line because you love me (Love me baby)
And I wanna be your Johnny Cash, Johnny
ha ha you niggas softer than Rosanne's son
You cannot reach me on my Samsung, I'm busy fucking the world
And giving the universe my damn tongue
(uh) eyes adore, 
I'm a whore, you know that I'm a whore
Yep, cash money, cash money monsta' boys, 
Mafia bitch, even the cops avoid,
When you say
me Kevin Federline
It's obvious that he'll be Cash Money 'til the death of him
The ground shall break when they bury him
Bury him? I know one day they
daddy, Mr. Ray Cash
I'd like to bring up a gentleman who's got something to say to Johnny Cash
This gentleman you all know, the associate warden Mr.
Money talks, listen, mmm-hmm-hmm, money talks
Dirty cash I want you, dirty cash I need you, woh-oh
Money talks, money talks
Dirty cash I want you,
How do you want it? How does it feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game livin' in the fast lane, I'm for real
How do you want it? How do you