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1, 2, 3 - cashis lyrics

naughty, he want this motherf-cker up
capo, i run this motherf-cker
rolls, he in this motherf-cker
bogus, let’s go

this one of them slumbers, you ain’t caught in them b-mpers
b-tch h-rny then f-ckers, let’s roll
i i got my gucci on, it’s so on
whiling in the benz with a big body, on the way to a b-tch party
me kl-ssy, coupe cash it’s written out
it’s probly a bunch motherf-ckin tough actors but i rump your fence
to who it concerns, we even do the prosecuting attorneys, we jump on your case
come out the leather jacket, picture me backin down from a rapper
not for nothing, never happened, i’ll be forever clappin
break that down

you h-rny then f-ckers let’s roll
i i check out my, whip it out now
cimmer down now, better bow down
i i’m for the bullsh-t ending in a full clip
dressed like a preacher, shootin for the poor pick
all a n-gg- really needs is a little bit
i’m ignorant, i’m stupid
i’m too sick, i’m too big
one n-gg-, you know it
i’m ignorant, i’m stupid
i’m too sick, i’m too big
one n-gg-, one n-gg-, one n-gg- you know do it

1, 2, 3
there are many suckers wanna come get me
i promise you can’t, none of yall f-ck with me
i stand over the body with a m16
yall n-gg-s bow down like

we goin in, you’s in my motherf-ckin brain
and control the flow, these other rappers is losin again
i’m talkin big sh-t to n-gg-s who be much bigger
copo loco, runnin with a 4-4
better cut a pop, coming out the black so they don’t wana low jo
so cold in the snow when i’m low low
your ho wanna go low, we be on full clip
got shooters in the hole, surely yall dudes ain’t never seen no uzzis
they got pistols coming too late, on my side watch out for groupies
got them young kids, ate a lot of p-ssy
bushman, ain’t no rookie
wrap my bill in a plastic bag
pound your -ss and i break your cookie
sending my brochure, look like suki
i’m locked behind bars like suke
you know me, west to the west coast, ain’t no n-gg- outdo me
we let you out like today, this thick and i’m out that today
they lurchin lunchin and they busss this
say they go you too make something
nothing, i’m the wrong one to be f-cked with
call chops out and i owe you nothing
say something else, next time i come back dumpin n-gg-

1, 2, 3
there are many suckers wanna come get me
i promise you can’t, none of yall f-ck with me
i stand over the body with a m16
yall n-gg-s bow down like

all 23 clips, n-gg-s can’t move this
4, 5th, no kicks, smoked my new b-tch
abusive acoustics, inducing you through this music
bbg is the movement, we multi light or remove it
suckers slump from the shootin
now what the f-ck was he doin?
b-tch aye, bring yo ak
put a melee salsa on the bang just like dre day
i done move your white by the kkk, all work but no play
i’m on the grind now overtime, i goin prime, i’m rollin high
and if punk -ss rapper f-ck with me then he will surely die
most part of my presence, cause i’m gonna ride to my -ssets
so my east eat sh-t quick to tell, that b-tch no more questions
your flyest and your precious, yes i’m feeling like the best
you better get my respect before i’m clearing out your fat
i’m clearing out this tape like your b-tch would get you wet
i take a hit and it hijack, i smoke you right by your projects
i’m clearing out this tape like your b-tch would get you wet
i take a hit and it hijack, i smoke you right by your projects rich n-gg-

1, 2, 3
there are many suckers wanna come get me
i promise you can’t, none of yall f-ck with me
i stand over the body with a m16
yall n-gg-s bow down like

1, 2, 3..

- cashis lyrics

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