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new money - ca$h out lyrics

[hook: ca$h out]

we grindin’ out here, tryna get that new money
i’m doin’ my thang, get you money
feedin’ all my n-gg-s, that’s that crew money

[verse 1: ca$h out]

a n-gg- cashed out, no i’m back again
f-ck a b-tch, tell the ho run, get all your friends (yeah!)
nine times outta ten, i’m finna leave wit’ a ten
scooped up a chick named nina, there’s a nina on my waist
no time to waste, never settle in with a good b-tch
see me rolling in the ‘rari, n-gg-s know i’m hood rich
fiends limpin’ up, gotta chop up a few bricks
she she me bust out the maserati, no she wanna kick it like karate
party with the molly, now these n-gg-s p-ssin’ out
i’m on they radar, now i’m smashin’ out
all these n-gg-s said i was done after cashin’ out
bags full’a scrilla, before i got the deal i got a milli
i ain’t gotta say nothing, guarantee your girl leave with me
on one and i’m leanin, that’s my country grammar, call me nelly
floyd mayweather, front row seats
i’m feelin’ like lebron, don’t make me bust this heat

[hook: ca$h out]

we grindin’ out here, tryna get that new money
i’m doin’ my thang, get you money
feedin’ all my n-gg-s, that’s that crew money

[verse 2: rick ross]

never let my net worth sit, born hustlers fiendin’ fot that new money
absolute power in a n-gg- horizion, comin’ for the the maloof money
you accidental murderers, a collective of tourists
pay dues, my sniper’ll put an end to your nuisance
only time i been round c.o.’s was in the pen
straight out the projects, thank the lord for the pen
mastermind my next project, n-gg-s got one eye open
f-ck the fame, stress got my paranoid
these six figure syllables, fingerprints on a hundred mil’
a n-gg-‘s life the only unpaid debt, all my miami n-gg-s know how that feel
coacine over the blue flame, better keep my eyes peeled
5 lp’s drooped, still f-ckin’ with crime because crime pays
ricky ross, the teflon don, i’ll never change my ways
tical blunts, hoes get john blazed
living thanks to reagan, no love for b-tch n-gg-s
seein’ my ambitions in front of my eyes, your clique cliche, all lies

[hook: ca$h out]

we grindin’ out here, tryna get that new money
i’m doin’ my thang, get you money
feedin’ all my n-gg-s, that’s that crew money

[outro: ca$h out]

bad b-tches, that’s who i’m with
sunroof, all the hoes love that sh-t
what a n-gg- gon’ cop next?
killin’ all the compet-tion, ca$h winnin’ every contest

- cah out lyrics

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