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jholiday 2 - cash cobain & chow lee lyrics

[verse 1: cash cobain]
said she looking for a n*gga with money, well i’m already cash, b*tch
don’t got no time for no wack b*tch
top floor cash, b*tch, top floor mad b*tch
p*ssy was better than average
hit that, now her ex n*gga want static
f*ck with a slizzy, then dab us
f*ck with a slizzy, have b*tches, the maddest
my b*tch she was skinny, but now she got mad thick
my b*tch she was skinny, but now she got thick and [?] cabbage
she wanna fight every b*tch that could have it
she wanna fight every b*tch that could have it, she see my ex she attack it
she want a n*gga with money, well i’m already cash, b*tch
already come with a bag
already come with a tag
i don’t want nothing you had
[?] something you had
she put the clip, put the gun in her bag
get to the crib, put my tongue in her ass
my b*tch, she look good, but you know she a baddie
hit from the back call me daddy
top 5 slizzy, no top 5 nasty
and her ass fat, got the jatty
she got the cake, i be calling her patty
she said you lucky to have me, lucky to bag me, lucky to rag me
n*gga, what else?
b*tch send the addy
i got a glock in my lappy
you post a picture, baby, make sure you tag me
you post a picture on your story, i’ll react it
i see a opp in the spot then you know that i’m clapping
[verse 2: chow lee]
i saw my thot in the spot with a n*gga
i walk up and smack her ass cause i’m a savage
i got a glock in my mackage
this not a regular jacket
i don’t got regular swag b*tch
that’s why the bad b*tches jack it
she wanna f*ck with me, but i told her bring her friend cause the friend was the baddest
i wanna*
i wanna fight your father n*gga, who her daddy?
i’m on bt, that mean bad time
i got a gun so i sent her the addy
i dare a n*gga to pull up and think he gon take anything, sh*t gon end very badly
i pull up she got a blowup bed (swear)
i ain’t boujee
i f*ck that b*tch, and i blew her back
i do not judge, i’m not judy
she tucking my gun, and it’s hitting her coochie
gangster, and i’m in love with this smoochie
i know i sound like a groupie
i’m sorry, that p*ssy was good good, the bestest
that p*ssy was good good

- cash cobain chow lee lyrics

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