Lyrics:
them hoes and grab the cash
And get your dash on
While you're chillin' with your homies and shit
And how my niggas kick the anthem like this, biatch
them hoes and grab the cash
And get your dash on
While you're chillin' with your homies and shit
And how my niggas kick the anthem like this, biatch
gone
purple by the zone, yeah im smokin strong
and you know im wrong
and im swaggin, im surfin
im swaggin, im surfin
im swaggin, im surfin
im clean like
Ain't fuck up on the cash with my bitch
I got that fettuccine on me
I got that fettuccine
I got that fettuccine on me
I got that fettuccine
I got that
cash out
I be drippin when I walk through
Might just leave a puddle when I walk through
Need a couple bands just to walk through
Lucky that my niggas
about to turn green
I'm the hulk watchu mean? I'm on a perk and a bean
Get my cash by all means, all I smoke is supreme
Im in the stu in the booth, in
nigga
Too fast to catch but I'm stashin my cash like a fuckin ninja
Gingerbread man, gingerbread man, gingerbread nigga
Gingerbread man, gingerbread man,
by myself don't need no help flexing and I oop
I'm catching all of the bags just like I'm ash nigga I choose you
Wake up and get to the cash I been
hope see me when I need understanding too
Now who
I move like I told you
Cash Rules Everything
If I had more money I still wouldn't buy my wings
I got em
Mister Clean
And now he doggin'
On this donkey
Wash ya mouth out
Call that Listerine
Suck on my nipples
Rub on this ass
He secure the bag
So I rake in
the door
hopped in the smug, and I break fast
Get to my pad, sit back and laugh, loc'd out as I flip through my cash
At last, nigga made good, and I got away
where the bass drop
They probably single me out
Goat among sheep
Why I'm kream of the crop
Know they keen for the drop
Yeah my 16s got them looking for
Monopolize everything
Now you winning
Cash Rules everything
Around get the cream
Royal by birth shit it's in my genes
Can't hack this Broke bondage Kings
weak
I am the king
Step out the ring
Flex out my wings
Know what I mean
Dirty but clean
Dirty but clean
In my zone I'm flowing
Hit the pins I'm bowling
brick, step by step I walk down this Road, this is my path to success
Would they still be around if you had Nothing left
So I gotta move right, cause I
on designer jeans
You can tell just by the seams
I just caught a pack
And another came in
I pray the lord forgive me of my sins
I told myself I won’t do Xanax
the transit sit on my scrotum
Gettin fed by my music and it's all clean work
And the used to be prom queen is a Walgreens clerk
I would dream about bein with
game go
Some talk it they lame tho
The hoes on it, they want it, they say so
Whenever we roll by
So won't you jump your pretty ass in my car in my car
(Clouds)
Too down for the green grass
Better wear tinted lenses
If you look at my clean ass (Clean ass)
Catch me today with a cannon or a Kodak
Cause by
saw
Forgot more dope s**t this morning then you ever thought
OG all in my swisher,
Police all in my rearview
I hit the gas, then hit the gas
Clean my
Baby girl I’m a wanted Asian
Top floor are my settings now but
I started this from the basement
Hood's hot, where I'm from it's baking
Cash money my
Came Straight off The boat
Ha
Came from the mud
Bitch I'm clean big soap lot of suds (uh Yea)
Yea my Spiff big Drip
Imma Walkin jacuzzi lil tub (uh)
'cause the family that I made
Been brought down by a witch and her wicked ways
But I want another baby anyway
Because my current situation the hardest
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 a moonlight
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