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cash rules - james wade (us) lyrics

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[hook: james wade]
cash rules everything around me and women
cash rules everything around me
(repeat)
[hook’s background: k-ssidy henderson]
don’t hurt me again no
don’t hurt me again
don’t hurt me again
please, baby don’t hurt me again
(repeat)

[verse 1: james wade]
yeah he gifted – duu swift like he’s a taylor fan
high so i got them popeye’s like the sailor man
tent is ron burgundy – the whip they call it anchorman
i’m getting cash so i’m seeing -ss like a table dance
i’m makin ’em nervous, play the game without the cheat codes
vick, kevin kolb and i’m bob when in beast mode
bumpin goodie mob, soul food, and i’m cee-lo
the ugly show, midwest version of tha g code
t-voed the season and i’m reaching for the remote
this is dedicated to every n-gga i speak for
i move through the decatur peep the haters through the raybands
copped them new j’s in ga we call ’em sp-ce jams
i’ve been buzzin’ and my chick super thick cousin
she’s superbad i’m in her -ss n-gga make lovin’
rappers better ketchup yup, i spit mustard
(rappers better ketchup yup, i spit mustard)

[hook: james wade]
cash rules everything around me and women
cash rules everything around me
(repeat)
[hook’s background: k-ssidy henderson]
don’t hurt me again no
don’t hurt me again
don’t hurt me again
please, baby don’t hurt me again
(repeat)
baby here i am
all i need is one more chance
i can help you find yourself
cuz you don’t need n0body else

[verse 2: james wade]
i say, cash rules everything around me and women
crisp clean with a fitted – charlie sheen when i’m winning
thank god i’m fresh – my jeans true religion
whatchu eat don’t make me sh-t, i don’t need your opinion
feel like dr. dre and the doc – like no one can do it better
not even dr. jekyll, dr. phil, dr. pepper
or the best until i leave – dr. j in ’87
life is a b-tch – all dogs go to heaven
i never drove a six but i got lost in a seven
i’m stuck in the moment – i get lost in the seconds
i don’t walk with a weapon – so if thou shall not k!ll
keep the steel under the dresser – it’s safer being real
when you get famous you get haters in the deal
and now i’m lookin’ at them like…
y’all for f-ckin’ real?
rappers in the game will sell they soul to get a deal
and i’m just watching the ugly show
dumb m-th-f-ckas

[hook]

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