Cash Over Ass

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Ice Cube

O'Shea Jackson (born June 15, 1969), better known by his stage name Ice Cube, is an American rapper, record producer, actor, screenwriter, film producer, and director. He began his career as a member of the hip hop group C.I.A. and later joined the rap group N.W.A (Niggas With Attitudes). After leaving N.W.A in December 1989, he built a successful solo career in music, and also as a writer, director, actor and producer in cinema. Additionally, he has served as one of the producers of the Showtime television series Barbershop and the TBS series Are We There Yet?, both of which are based upon films in which he portrayed the lead character. more »

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1998

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Whats up Cube dog? 
I got this bitch-ass nigga right here 
Ya know, fuckin' with this tramp-ass bitch 
Puttin' her before the scrill' all the time, ya know what I'm sayin? 
Man I got this nigga transcripts, and every-mother-fuckin' thing 
Tellin' this bitch all my mother-fuckin' business 
Puttin' ass over cash everyday 
Nigga f*ck that, this West side 

Be gone you fuckin' peon, got the Don furious 
Talkin' on the phone got the Federal curious 
I'm serious! I don't give a f*ck where he is 
Snatch him out the factory, bring his ass back to me 
How the f*ck you think I got the name Bossalini? Punk 
Mack God Rap Genie, you can't see me 
Up in this game ever since you was a lame 
Y'all train at my school, nigga I rule 
You never make me holla, smokin' on a fifteen dollar 
From across the water, watch your daughter 
She might catch the Holy Ghost from this rap sermon 
While you vermin smokin' Sherman, I'm rollin' somethin' German, bitch 
Money earnin' makin' mo' money (ching ching) 
Enemies look so funny, with they clothes bummy 
Don't need no honey, that's right 
Cause I'm thinkin with my big head, f*ck what my dick said! 
 
[Chorus]
We puttin' cash over ass, each and every day 
Go on let the players play (the hustlers) 
(We some money makin' motherfuckers, I know that you love us!) 
We puttin' cash over ass, each and every day 
Go on let the players play (the hustlers) 
(We some money makin' motherfuckers, I know that you love us!) 
 
Now who's that nigga got these bitches lookin' silly? Me! 
I'm the Big Willie for rilly, the real dilly 
You can ask Phillie cause I got a year's supply (Yup!) 
You must want to die, don't get the lye 
After dark up at Griffith Park, shallow grave 
For the mark check his heart, the game about to start 
Big things automatic pu-tang (automatic) 
Keep your mind off them bitches, eyes on your riches 
If it twitches give it stitches 
If it jiggles or switches, f*ck and take pictures, now 
I'm livin' in a two-point zone, and I'm still bumpin'
Call me in the clutch, ain't lost my touch 
Nigga what? on the microphone 
If I drove it in the video, bitch, I can drive it home 
Tight as a Corleone 
You got to get your own, baby get on, now 

[Chorus]

Get your ass up and go to work, cause you know 
On payday, nigga that shit gon' hurt 
Fuckin' with a skirt instead of handlin' your bizness 
Rich dude, now you got to make three wishes 
I'm suspicious, of any motherfucker puttin' f*ck over finance 
'Specially fuckin up my plans 
I'm the boss, I can be late 
But you'll never see her and me, over currency 
Givin you the third degree, cause you got 
Too many broke bitches and you like bankin' for a penny 
Stop fuckin' on them dumb-dums 
Find one with some ass and some income 
Who want to win? Who want to spin? 
Who want to make, twenty-five eight? Me 
Ice Cube the great, pushin' rhymes like weight 

[Chorus: x2]

Never put that hoe, in front of that dough nigga 
For what? (Never, f*ck a bitch nigga) 
For what? She ain't gon' love you if you ain't got no dough fool 
(Bitch fuckin' with me got to be workin', gettin' paid ya know what I'm sayin'?) 
Gotta come up, scrilla scrilla y'all (Never ass over cash nigga) 
Scrilla scrilla why'all (We greedy) 
Cha-ching! (She can get some CD's, push some keys) 
Cha-ching! (Ha ha ha, make the bitches shake they tit-ties) 
Cha-ching, cha-ching! (Over my knee) 
Cha-ching, cha-ching! (Never ass over cash) 
Never ass over cash

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