Lyrics
...Lambo...
...Bottom...
I'm all about my cash, like a stripper hoe
Money isn't everything, but that's the only objective
I know love don't cost a thing, but that ain't gonna get the bills paid
First job, let's say ten an hour, second job, music made
Cash comin' every two weeks, soon it'll be a freight train
I sell two condoms and a nigga, I guess I'm doin' my gigolo thing
Some girls are fat, some girls are skinny, cash, cash, cash, it's all the same
Great balls with planes, them a lot of ones, Mario with a Luigi hand I play poker on her body, I get her on your clutch
That's a nothing statement, I don't lecture for breakers
No tardy slip, that's straight detention
Next time expel from this cash, gettin' pitch flash
Cash! Cash! Cash!
I don't hear nothin' about your bra, nigga
Cash! Cash! Cash!
Nigga, that's it
Cash! Cash! Cash!
I don't hear nothin' about your bra, nigga
Cash! Cash! Cash!
Nigga, that's it I ****ed up in a Honda, an X5 in that stoma
All bald in the woods, gon' stay to a jump
Four niggas with flash rod and a white boy that's gon' rumble
I put his name in the thunder, yeah, I'm a scat and I'm an uncle
Nigga, cash! Cash! Cash!
I don't hear nothin' about your bra, nigga
Cash! Cash! Cash!
Nigga, that's it
Cash! Cash! Cash!
Nigga, that's it
Juicy been our boss, any bitch I toss
Smokin' weed and...
Lamborghini, creepin' in my life better than cheatin'
With a bitch growin' gritty and on my head like a leak
Strollin' with my people, smokin' weed like it's legal
You niggas be out here smokin', drink a lot, all I blow is diesel
Twenty years and I'm still standin', still wildin' out like Nick Cannon
Twenty hoes, nigga, in my mansion, old money like Richard Branson
...Bottom...
I'm all about my cash, like a stripper hoe
Money isn't everything, but that's the only objective
I know love don't cost a thing, but that ain't gonna get the bills paid
First job, let's say ten an hour, second job, music made
Cash comin' every two weeks, soon it'll be a freight train
I sell two condoms and a nigga, I guess I'm doin' my gigolo thing
Some girls are fat, some girls are skinny, cash, cash, cash, it's all the same
Great balls with planes, them a lot of ones, Mario with a Luigi hand I play poker on her body, I get her on your clutch
That's a nothing statement, I don't lecture for breakers
No tardy slip, that's straight detention
Next time expel from this cash, gettin' pitch flash
Cash! Cash! Cash!
I don't hear nothin' about your bra, nigga
Cash! Cash! Cash!
Nigga, that's it
Cash! Cash! Cash!
I don't hear nothin' about your bra, nigga
Cash! Cash! Cash!
Nigga, that's it I ****ed up in a Honda, an X5 in that stoma
All bald in the woods, gon' stay to a jump
Four niggas with flash rod and a white boy that's gon' rumble
I put his name in the thunder, yeah, I'm a scat and I'm an uncle
Nigga, cash! Cash! Cash!
I don't hear nothin' about your bra, nigga
Cash! Cash! Cash!
Nigga, that's it
Cash! Cash! Cash!
Nigga, that's it
Juicy been our boss, any bitch I toss
Smokin' weed and...
Lamborghini, creepin' in my life better than cheatin'
With a bitch growin' gritty and on my head like a leak
Strollin' with my people, smokin' weed like it's legal
You niggas be out here smokin', drink a lot, all I blow is diesel
Twenty years and I'm still standin', still wildin' out like Nick Cannon
Twenty hoes, nigga, in my mansion, old money like Richard Branson