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cash - boofpaxkmooky lyrics

[chorus]
yeah, i know that she is just mad don’t know what she talking ‘bout
i’m number one, the h*ll is you talking ‘bout?
n*ggas hatin’ they don’t know what they talking ’bout
i was down bad, had to stay at my momma house
trappin’ hard had to serve at my momma house
police ran in the crib with they choppas out
pop a xan, don’t know what i’m talking ‘bout
now when i’m high, i might act
too many hoes, i feel like my dad
had to talk, but i don’t brag
walk in, checking the swag
and these hoes want to come to my pad
man you know that i’m stuck in my bag
that’s not a two seater, that’s a jag
f*ck a bottle, what ‘bout the cash, cash, cash? (yeah, woah)

[verse]
i need that cash. these n*ggas tryna run with the swag
f*ck them all i ain’t popping no tag
fake n*ggas steady going out sad
hate time i need that
money on me so i’m dripping with swag
shooter ’round me, yeah push it back
i spent a bag on this goyard
your b*tch said that she love me
used to tell me i was ugly
now she just want me to slide
i put it right by her eyes
she said she love me i know it’s a lie
i’m in the trap, empire
he in the trap and he wear a disguise
i’m sippin’ lean and i look at the sky (huh)
i ran out of lean and i don’t know why
b*tch mad, i don’t got time
look at my watch, it don’t tell the time
look at me, you gone be blind
all of this ice on me, i’m gone shine
money running bih and i run for mine
[chorus]
yeah, i know that she is just mad don’t know what she talking ‘bout
i’m number one, the h*ll is you talking ‘bout?
n*ggas hatin’ they don’t know what they talking ’bout
i was down bad, had to stay at my momma house
trappin’ hard had to serve at my momma house
police ran in the crib with they choppas out
pop a xan, don’t know what i’m talking ‘bout
now when i’m high, i might act
too many hoes, i feel like my dad
had to talk, but i don’t brag
walk in, checking the swag
and these hoes want to come to my pad
man you know that i’m stuck in my bag
that’s not a two seater, that’s a jag
f*ck a bottle, what ‘bout the cash, cash, cash? (yeah, woah)

[outro]
b*tch

- boofpaxkmooky lyrics

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