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[Chorus]
Ho, Wurrs My Cash?
(Got his money ho?)
You don't have it?
(You trippin' girl)
Am I gon' slap you? Uh huh
Sling that ass
(Sling it for
Ho, Wurrs My Cash?
( Got his money ho? )
You don't have it?
( You trippin' girl )
Am I gon' slap you? Uh huh
Sling that ass
( Sling it for
at Club Zen and drinkin', actin' brand new
Actin' like he never seen my face and I ain't got loot
They know I'm Cash Image and I'm with Tech N9ne
the dezzy
It's a habbit (uh)
Wurrs my cash
outside I gotta Benz and Jag (both sittin on chrome)
Is she down for gettin dirty with a 'get it' boy
All I need is
to the wasky wabbit
Carrots{karets} all in it jazzy, it's a habit (uh)
Wurrs my cash? Outside - I gotta Benz & Jag
Both sittin on chrome Mags
Is ya down for
on celebirty uncensored, my rap crew got mays that come in half noons, they come vacuum and clean out my bathrooms, Don hoes love to double team, and bring me
My slab got a lot of niggas pissed off 
Paint shine like lip gloss, cadillac got a wide body like rick ross 
Took time but my cash got right, 
If I
Was walking through the counters of a national concern
And a cash machine was spitting by my shoulder

And I saw the multitude of faces, honest,
the cigarette machine by the back bar
This time you've gone too far
I'll be minding your drink as you go to the RBS
cash machine, don't sniff keep it clean
rink, mobs and crews would take minks 
Clean streets, hustlers, crack cocaine 
Gave back by throwin block parties and basketball games 
A lotta cash
this and Tom, do that, and Tom, don't do that,
Count the cash, clean the oven, dump the trash,
Oh your loving is a rare and a copacetic gift,
And I'm
stayed much too late
'til they're cleaning the ashtrays

Do you have change or a button or cash?
Oh, my pockets hang out like two surrender flags
Oh,
the sky let em know that we bout that
Cash flow, I need it on time I'm
Talking bank roll my money my money my money
Cash flow, I need it
On time I'm
and good clean fun
That's my kind of country
Roots run deep as they come
In my kind of country

I'm from the old school
Live by the golden rule
Ain't
black ass got older
No matter what I just kept at my trade
I made mistakes but stayed sharper then a Ginsu blade

It ain't clean in these streets, it's
Hook:

(Z-ro) Bitch I'm clean that's all I know 'cause yo mama and yo gal told me so/bitch I'm clean that's all I know you can see my pinky ring
thirteen grand
Better go get myself an insurance plan
She's my man

I ain't got to where I'm going to
By hanging 'round with people like you
But then again I
the sky let em know that we bout that
Cash flow, I need it on time I'm
Talking bank roll my money my money my money
Cash flow, I need it
On time I'm
gloss, cadillac got a wide body like rick ross 
Took time but my cash got right, 
If I want it I'm a buy it I don't ask no price 
Rear view mirror,
gloss, cadillac got a wide body like rick ross 
Took time but my cash got right, 
If I want it I'm a buy it I don't ask no price 
Rear view mirror,
gloss, cadillac got a wide body like rick ross 
Took time but my cash got right, 
If I want it I'm a buy it I don't ask no price 
Rear view mirror,
flow I need it on time I'm
Talkin' bank roll my money my money my money
Cash flow I need it
On time I'm talkin' bank roll my money my money my money
millionare, suave, definitely paid
Lemonade, stock market played, marinate in shade, top grade
Bitches blowin' up phones, I walk by, never lie, I'm the type
the sky let em know that we bout that
Cash flow, I need it on time I'm
Talking bank roll my money my money my money
Cash flow, I need it
On time I'm
the sky let em know that we bout that
Cash flow, I need it on time I'm
Talking bank roll my money my money my money
Cash flow, I need it
On time I'm