Lyrics:
Yo! Swing this sword like a Samurai
Tryna make sure that a opp don't have an eye
If you get bored by me
Than you surely won't see paradise
Ching man
we're chopped liver
Youtube take away all my dang videos
But it's okay cause they get reloaded
By twelve year olds i'm only gonna make fun
Of many more
at Hillsong
Aye, aye, aye, bra
I got this crazy idea for a music video
Just call all the boys
Tell 'em, tell 'em
Wear all black
Tell some of 'em bring a Bally
We need to take it back in time
When music made us all unite
And it wasn't low blows and video hoes
Am I the only one getting tired
Why is
I got a lot on my mind, yeah
Cha Ching ahhh
I been thinking too much
I got a lot on my mind, yeah (On the beat that's Dj Dixon; the beat go dumb, go
the mailbox)
Whole lotta jingle in that single
(Put it in the mailbox) cha ching
(Put it in the mailbox)
Ooh, might go look at the mail Johnson
(Put it in
(SKATTT)
Amazon buying all this stuff
2facedBandits yeah you know we get that cash (Cha Ching)
Music video every fuckin song, 10 song album 5 song deluxe
and spaghetti
Creep with the culture, rap I can coach ya
Attack like a vulture, see what I told ya?
Said I'd get'cha, wear it if it fit ya
Y'all thirteen
and spaghetti
Creep with the culture, rap I can coach ya
Attack like a vulture, see what I told ya?
Said I'd get'cha, wear it if it fit ya
Y'all thirteen
transporter KRS-ONE let's chop it up
Cause this product killer nigga get you a tux
I got crack baby rap fans after the drug
The more they buy "Cha-Ching
later (bitch)
I'm directing and producing all my own shit (my own shit)
And when it comes to edits, I need me some real paper (cha-ching)
I remember when
music shit
Zen came through with the motha fuckin' pack nigga
Get up on a track nigga semi in the back
Chillin by the bag and a Louis suit case
Choppa
up (Oh my god)
Yeah, you talk, but can you walk? Let's see
You put the dough up (Cha ching)
Rhymes I throw up, a little nasty bastard
(Yugh) people
situation, you and I could make a mess of jizz
Then cha-ching, throw it around and we on the brink so
This magnum on me got me feeling like it's army
and spaghetti
Creep with the culture, rap I can coach ya
Attack like a vulture, see what I told ya?
Said I'd get'cha, wear it if it fit ya
Y'all thirteen
the money hid
Fresh to death homie, how I came in the do'
Prada shades on, smelling like a swanger of dro
Put'cha H'es up, represent'cha city bro
Counting
I ain't always have chips, I ain't always have rocks
Matta fact I was a grimey little negro
Who said if music didn't work, I'd sell diesel
What
on me
Mass. Music TYBG that's my fucking army
(Video coming soon woooooo)
Third tattoo I put the M on my arm Sssssiiiiiii
Now a nigga stunting when we
but depressed by my current events
[Kim]
Yes Lord!
[Will]
Big Will swinging the best sword
What'cha flexing for, don't be testing me boy
Messing with me
by the axe
And you ain't gotta ask I'm the 1 ain't number 2
I love this music shit I've started and I cannot stop (You know that I can't )
Started from
the cha Ching
Gotta make bling bling
Dope boy at my crib
You already know how we live
Smoking that ganja
place smelling like skunk
Hitting that gym gotta
Again the same game, just a different scenario
Ridin on my nuts to play a part in my video
Must be the music
That's makin her flip
Must be the music
Must
family paid (cha ching)
A different bitch for every single day (yea, that's right)
This girl a surfer, ride the dick like it's a wave (we go and surf)
Used
a lobotomy
Want all my love
Yeah you asking a lot of me
I need this number so ill win the lottery
Cha ching
My heart meant for you
But your souls for the devil
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