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Cash Flow (feat. Rick Ross & T-Pain) [feat. Rick Ross & T-Pain]
Ace Hood
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We the best def jam I introduce you to ace Ace let's get money Cash flow ha ha It's too easy b***h We don't count money no mo We weight that shit Let's get it Eh knock knock bang bang where the cash at Ain't got it leave you bloody like a tampax Come up swinging at you thugs aflac Then I fall in the sway back maybah See I'm back for the money like I left that See I be runnin' on the route where the cash go Cash Flow (feat. T-Pain & Rick Ross) - Ace Hood, T-Pain, Rick Ross (Ace Won’t Fold)\nAnd any nigga interfering with the cash flo See he can get pumped on like a citgo Make his body bounce bounce like a 64 Tall clips chrome lips see the big gold See I'm a duffle bag boy like I move coke Big crack through tha music so the flow shit I keep my money ova b*****s til the door close Cash Flow (feat. T-Pain & Rick Ross) - Ace Hood, T-Pain, Rick Ross (Ace Won’t Fold)\nI need money like a nigga need mor I'm tryna see it like a ****ing' castro Rubber bands in my pants and a swoll bankroll I'll tell you one thing don't play about mine I be bangin' on your front door with the nine I'ma come see ya see ya I'ma come see ya see ya I need all my dough not a dolla short And if you don't have it den you gotta go I'ma come see ya see ya hey hey We put our hands in the sky let 'em know that we 'bout that Cash flow I need it on time I'm talking bank roll My money my money my money Cash flow I need it on time I'm talking bank roll My money my money my money Cash Flow (feat. T-Pain & Rick Ross) - Ace Hood, T-Pain, Rick Ross (Ace Won’t Fold)\nAnd where my money young nigga gotta have tha Rubber bands by the grands in a big bag Pockets fat like I'm carrying a backpack A couple grand for the louie band napsack Understand I'm the man who you can't match Moneyman minivan full of brown bags Better grand any man never top that Touch money and the gat pop those straps Getting cooped in the top drop right back I ain't playing creep your avenue and I'll blast Bust shots like a new year day blast And I ride all day like a bus pass Grindin' hard for the bread and the cash flow Kick doors wave 4's where the cash go I'm trying to see it like a mother****ing' castro Rubber bands in my pants and a swoll bankroll I'll tell you one thing don't play about mine I be bangin' on your front door with the nine I'ma come see ya see ya I'ma come see ya see ya I need all my dough not a dolla short And if you don't have it den you gotta go I'ma come see ya see ya hey hey We put our hands in the sky let 'em know that we 'bout that Cash flow I need it on time I'm talking bank roll My money my money my money Cash flow I need it on time I'm talking bank roll My money my money my money Cash Flow (feat. T-Pain & Rick Ross) - Ace Hood, T-Pain, Rick Ross (Ace Won’t Fold)\nBig money in the shit hol Cash Flow (feat. T-Pain & Rick Ross) - Ace Hood, T-Pain, Rick Ross (Ace Won’t Fold)\nSee the beamers when you pull up in the shit hol Seventeen and he got his own kilo Cash Flow (feat. T-Pain & Rick Ross) - Ace Hood, T-Pain, Rick Ross (Ace Won’t Fold)\nBurning green nigga living like nin Ridin' clean wax sittin' for the c note It ain't green get it back with tha c loc Cash Flow (feat. T-Pain & Rick Ross) - Ace Hood, T-Pain, Rick Ross (Ace Won’t Fold)\nMomma dead broke daddy ****ed u I'ma make them come and hit me with the RICO Cash Flow (feat. T-Pain & Rick Ross) - Ace Hood, T-Pain, Rick Ross (Ace Won’t Fold)\nGod damn it I'm still in the shit spo Cash Flow (feat. T-Pain & Rick Ross) - Ace Hood, T-Pain, Rick Ross (Ace Won’t Fold)\nWhy the **** you think I pull up in a shit ca Cash Flow (feat. T-Pain & Rick Ross) - Ace Hood, T-Pain, Rick Ross (Ace Won’t Fold)\nShit shoes stepping out with a shit bitc Cash Flow (feat. T-Pain & Rick Ross) - Ace Hood, T-Pain, Rick Ross (Ace Won’t Fold)\nCartel so she gotta suck four d**k Id me vip dj khaled m-o-b Girl's so hot ace so cold takin' bets ace won't fold I'll tell you one thing don't play about mine I be bangin' on your front door with the nine I'ma come see ya see ya I'ma come see ya see ya I need all my dough not a dolla short And if you don't have it den you gotta go I'ma come see ya see ya hey hey We put our hands in the sky let 'em know that we 'bout that Cash flow I need it on time I'm talking bank roll My money my money my money Cash flow I need it on time I'm talking bank roll My money my money my money Hey we go by the runners Just in case you forgot we did it again Ace
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