Lyrics:
up, strike it up
That's how we strike
Night spot and hella cash
Mixed drinks and hella ass
Strippers dancing all night
Five in the morning, parties
Wonderland
It's like crossing the Rio Grande
You gotta have the cash in store
To reappear on our front door
Wicked wicked Wonderland
It's like crossing the Rio
She want the Patek Philippe
She fucking she do it for cheap
I need the cash in a brief
I need the cash in a brief
She want the Patek Philippe
She
to me nicely or don't talk to me
Light blue tint cash in my denim, it's a light blue tint cash in my denim
Don't need no apology
Just need you here, just
da da da da
A headstone
Day out, day in
And begin again
Day out, day in
Recycle bins
Cash out, cash in
Debit pins
Day out, day in
The paper cuts my
Cash in, cash out
Yous on my mind on the dance out
Life of the party, I'm the sell-out
Homie can't deal, get the takeout
Cash in, cash out
Yous on my
Yeah, yeah
Okay,
Came in the game as a youngin',
Sign with Cash Money,
Pocket full of money.
N****s poppin' s***
Always talkin' bout
took the law in my hands
So here I am in the alleyway
A wad of cash in my pants
I get paid by a ten year old
He says he looks up to me
There's
Because when you sell out to appeal to the masses
You have to go back and enroll in some classes
So cash in your check 'cause it's the last one you get
the block
Takin' an L how do you feel
The feeling gon' make you wanna stop
Gon' be a few between here and the top
Cash in the bank no more cash in the box
the alleyway
A wad of cash in my pants
I get paid by a ten year old
He says he looks up to me
There's still crime in the city
But it's good to be free
Now I
Yeah, yeah
Okay,
Came in the game as a youngin',
Sign with Cash Money,
Pocket full of money.
Niggas poppin' shit
Always talkin' bout
to the country store
Cash 'em in, and give my money
To a man named Curtis Loew
Old Curt was a black man
With white curly hair
When he had a fifth of wine
Yeah, yeah
Okay,
Came in the game as a youngin',
Sign with Cash Money,
Pocket full of money.
Niggas poppin' shit
Always talkin' bout
on my motherfuckin' feet
Cash in my palm, I'mma pass the baton
You be on that fuck shit, I'm tryin' to make bucks quick
Don't talk to me if money
He only wanna see that ass in reverse
Two-thousand-dollar bag with no cash in your purse
Now you sittin' courtside, wifey on the other side
Gotta
them bitches all I see is us
And my diamonds all litted up
Cash in my lap, pick it up
Yeah, we hit the Goyard store, lit it up
(Lit it up) cartier
just stick with the boy
Cash in and cash out (cash in and cash out)
I am not lookin' for clout (nah)
I knew I would figure it out (I knew)
I took
Still I look good divin' in Mama
I'm runnin' again- Odelay
Do what ya do say what ya say
Don't waste no time on yesterdays
Cash in your ticket
straight
Maybe you could cash in
Rap star, need fast cars
Cash in large amounts
I need a bitch with an ass that bounce
A fat ass and titties that bounce
You know I'm in the street
it
WHEN WE RISE
When we rolling in dough
Whether you do good or bad dem leave you a zero-oh-oh
When you rolling in cash
Babylon now freed dem
Ik cash in ik cash out
Ik spend vijfhonderd net een vrouw
Ik cash in ik cash out
Ik spend vijfhonderd net een vrouw
Geen angst alleen funds
Wil je
Now when my partner walked in like "what's that?"
Let's get money my nigga time to bounce back
Real niggas get the cash in a major way
Lotta horses
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