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a Johnny Cash
Para cuándo soy un flash es para ganar mi cash
Alimentate del flash, yo hago negocios en el barrio con mis socios point flash

Ritmo y

Why you got this cash on the ground
Just leave it there
Why you got this cash on the ground
Just leave it there
Why you got this cash on the ground

the cops I give no fucks
Got yo bitch she on my nuts
Bust a nut and then I gut
I leave her ass up in the pass
Cause I'm steady chasing cash
See the johnnies

Ooouoohh yeehh
Ela tá de olho na minha bag
To com a gang só gastando cash
Traz o kush lean no ice com Halls
Ooouoohh yeehh
Ooouoohh yeehh
Ooouoohh

knows! Leggo!)
Yeah pop that ass girl you know you bad
Yeah throw a bag, baby throw it back
Yeah poppin' pussy for a hunnid cash
You got enough in your

as shit
So listen to this track and tell me what you think
This cash, I'm takin' it all. The blaze, I'm takin' it all
The devil repeats in my soul. I'm

Castro
Them Donny Brasco's get Johnny Doj around they last holes
Keepin' em half froze, put in shiny boxes rockin' they last clothes
The cash close inside

grade
Regarde les autres, ils ont pris du ventre
Maladie d'amour, j'fais d'la polygamie
Il va pleuvoir du cash, apprends les origamis
Igo c'est la

Nasty Dan

Johnny Cash

Songs from the Street: 35 Years of Music

2003

really great
And say, aren't you Johnny Trash?
Cash. Cash Cash
Have a rotten day
Wow, that was my kind of guy

She's a daughter of an outlaw
Daddy's blood runs through her veins

She plays Johnny Cash, "Ring of Fire" and Walk The Line"
That girl's been known

sur les planches c'est à toi que j'pense 
Mon Johnny Cash à moi le king de mon enfance 
Mon vieux, mon vieux tu me manques 

J'avais pas 12 ans qu'il

Modelface-Flow
Lagerfeld, Prada-Dress, Nase Flex, go
Ich rapp' asozial, doch kauf' dir teure Prada-Bags, harter Rap
Ich mach' Baba Cash und komm' aus dem Ghetto

be faithful, Johnny Cash, walk the line for that
Otherwise, I'll just be single and I'm fine with that

Girl, why are you playin' wit' me?
Girl,

Ransom

Lil Wayne

Young Money Year 2K9, Vol. 1

2009

me in yo' dad
I'm the same yellow boy that used to play up on degrassi
Can pocket twenty thousand to be anywhere they ask me
Cash like Johnny, Banks

the first nigga that's catching a case
I stalk through the hood, get a QP, I'm so G
You can not do me, I'm a certified gangsta
And I'm sponsored by Louis

(Aye)
I went from turning the class up
To working and stacking the cash up
Let the squad eat too
Finish the food with a half cup
Of lemonade
Never

Why you tripping bout cash it’s just dollars
All this drip on my neck that’s some water
Got this bitch on my dick that’s your daughter
I’m finna get

it 
I just rolled em up tryn get fried so ima burn em 
Spent a stimmy on a glizzy nigga Ian fighting 
I been getting cash got more checks than joe

disappeared but back on dick soon as da cash came now I’m waiting n da fast lane


It ain’t no comparison it ain’t no competition, can’t talk on no phones, dis

of them
Hashtag get cash
I'm all bout a bag
I told you lil bitch
that im all bout my M's

Girl i'm a player
So see yo ass later
Must be a good skater
I stay

(Right right)
I creep in the light like a thief in the night
I ride on forgies n I paid it in cash
100 thousand sittin right on my lap
Im popppin ten Xans

ima cash out
While I'm blowing her back down
Back down ball out
I would never fall down
I would never call out I'm going all out
Uh she try her best

But all of this cash found
Got that private jet cus airplanes always wanna pat down my cash out
Live life getting them dubs with ease
Laugh how they tap

down
If your crew want beef then it's all wraps now
Imma milk the game cuz that's my cash cow
Running to the stacks that's my brand
With the big crowd