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and is - co cash lyrics

[intro]
watch your b*tch, my n*gga that is not your b*tch
ayy, you better watch your b*tch ’cause my n*gga, that is not your b*tch

[chorus]
please excuse me, ma’am, you bad as f*ck, she like, “it am?”
give a d*mn, i just grand slam and kick her out like pam (bye)
she said, “boy, you act like you that n*gga,” told that b*tch it is (it is)
i was lit before the deal, how you think i’m ‘posed to feel? (ho)
he like, “man, i heard you f*cked my baby mama,” i’m like, “indeed” (indeed)
don’t be mad at me, i left a couple dollars for them kids (oh)
they like, “what you first to do?” a lot of sh*t, i’m like, “it was” (was)
mr. make them n*ggas go and copy everything he does (that’s cash)

[verse 1]
ayy, h*llo, how you doin’? (hi) girl, i like what i been viewing (yeah)
b*tch, i’m lookin’ for the chewin’ (come here), heard that’s somethin’ you good at doin’ (i heard)
that lil’ hairdo gon’ get ruined (i’m sorry) and after this might need a new one (yeah)
hoes like shoes, i just run through them, then act like i never know them (ho)
she like, ijwmpa, that’s what you got your n*gga for (huh?)
just in case he pull up late, i f*ck her with this glizzy tucked (frrt)
you the type to beg her for the p*ss, i let her give it up (i never did)
in the mansion doin’ plenty of stuff, she let me titty f*ck (she did)
she throw it back, makin’ sounds, chris breezy, take her down
water wrist might make her drown (ice), where your b*tch? the lost and found (where?)
hit her from the front just ’cause she pretty, then i tossed around
and your ho do whatever i say, this b*tch get bossed around (oh)
[chorus]
please excuse me, ma’am, you bad as f*ck, she like, “it am?”
give a d*mn, i just grand slam and kick her out like pam (bye)
she said, “boy, you act like you that n*gga,” told that b*tch it is (it is)
i was lit before the deal, how you think i’m ‘posed to feel? (ho)
he like, “man, i heard you f*cked my baby mama,” i’m like, “indeed” (indeed)
don’t be mad at me, i left a couple dollars for them kids (oh)
they like, “what you first to do?” a lot of sh*t, i’m like, “it was” (was)
mr. make them n*ggas go and copy everything he does (oh, that’s cash)

[verse 2]
mr. always take my motherf*cking pistol in the club (yeah)
mr. take a model b*tch and treat that ho just like a dove (i’m sayin’)
mr. with some n*ggas that’s gon’ step on sh*t just like a bug (i’m talkin’ ’bout)
mr. baby leave your n*gga ’cause i heard he was a scrub (f*ck him)
he think he the sh*t (it is?), ice all on his wrist (it’s his?)
he fresh as a b*tch (it is?), he gon’ shoot his stick (it is?)
ran his money up (indeed), think he f*cked my b*tch (indeed)
made her suck it up (indeed), came in poppin’ sh*t (you dig?)

- co cash lyrics

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