Frozone
TMM Ca$h Mani
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Spend a hundred benjis bitch I’m never going broke though Never seen her face I know her head just like a pogo Sammy used to have the fiends all lined up in the dope hole I pull up on the scene I’m super icy like I’m Frozone Sliding like I’m Frozone dripping like a snow cone You ain’t got my number 443 bitch that’s my old phone Went from chasing money to making money It’s different now all the bitches love me can’t f*ck with basics I’m picky now Grind to get a different style black and mild with the swisher Taking pictures with some bitches They’ll never come to my city though like a big thick saditty hoe Itty bitty she pretty though Ca$h ain’t got no picks If he play the fifty get rid of yo bitch you know I’m wavy can’t take it baby then make a boat This dick could make her crazy Just eat it beat it then take it slow I got her screaming Jesus she say she need to come see the pope Adidas with the beater I earned my stripes back when we was broke People say they need us they never needed my ass before You want to hit my blunt bitch you never weeded my ass before Spend a hundred benjis bitch I’m never going broke though Never seen her face I know her head just like a pogo Sammy used to have the fiends all lined up in the dope hole I pull up on the scene I’m super icy like I’m Frozone Sliding like I’m Frozone dope be to the Ozone You ain’t got my number 443 bitch that’s my old line Bitches said they loved me plotted on my ass the whole time You never let me hold yo gun so bitch don’t ask to hold mine Diamond in the rough you were a treasure lost a gold mine Grinding in the cold I told my mother that we’re all fine I’m not very picky like different women of all kind height short like dark Wrist look like a light park pend a hundred benjis slide right in it like a knife sharp I got plenty bitches I can’t stop it cause they all mine I got plenty watches perfect timing and they all shine Hard time working every night in the dark times I was on the grind at the wrong time I was in the streets I graduated at the wrong time baby don’t you lie to me You sounding like you’re tongue tied baby girl you got that glow so Golden like you sun died go against the streets I’m sorry mama but yo son died Gone away If I look this beat what niggas gonna say I spit trill shit drill shit real shit working every chance I get I’m hoping that they feel this cause I Spend a hundred benjis bitch I’m never going broke though Never seen her face I know her head just like a pogo Sammy used to have the fiends all lined up in the dope hole I pull up on the scene I’m super icy like I’m Frozone Sliding like I’m Frozone dripping like a snow cone You ain’t got my number 443 bitch that’s my old phone 444 bitch that’s my old line You ain’t got my number 443 bitch that’s my old phone
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