CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Cash Right
Ay, hey hey, ay ay
Ooh he sound like some [?] he'll trap sh*t
F**k n***a play swear to God I'mma clap sh*t (Ay)
We'll take yo' favorite rapper around 02 (Ayy)
Jump out the car with that stick I'mma flame 'em
These n***as know that I'm dangerous
This uh, chest catcher, one of these hoes burnin' my
Chest like, throat like a f**kin', Swisher
Jump out the car with the stick I'mma flame it
These n***as know that I'm dangerous
I'm in a b*t*h fast lane and changin', diamonds in my mouth
Sh*t blingin'
Scope and a beam on a K, no aimin'
Turn ya lil' partner to a angel
I don't f**k with n***as, swear to God they be the lamest
Only hang with the Lord no strangers (Gang!)
Cash out my car swear to God I won't run 'em out
We get 'em in and we get 'em out
F**k n***a play swear to God I'ma snap like a ceilin' now
Racks in my pocket a big amount
Freaky lil' b*t*h treat me just like some dental floss
I swear to God I'm all in her mouth
Extended clip all in the Glock, sh*t stickin' out
Moved out my apartments, swear to God I got a bigger house
Flush out a opp put the Glock on his dimple
I'm in her mouth like the dinner
These n***as fake they false swear to God they bendin'
I'm in the hood like a engine
And if it's smoke swear to God I'm checking out attention
These n***as really be pretendin'
Callin' my name n***a better not mention
Swear to God I'll do a sentence (Gang!)
These n***as really know I'm hard
Made a quarter ticket off fraud
These n***as really tryna ride the wave like Rod
Pop up at the show with them rods (On God)
I got a big a** house b*t*h look like a lodge
In the crib got ya b*t*h givin' ma**ages
Four different hoes at the crib they ménagin'
Choppa get loud like a augment
I'm havin' racks right now, you had 'em past tense
F**k n***a reach I'ma crash, like a accident
These n***as double L's, lame and they lackin'
Draco blow fire like a dragon
I'm havin' rack after rack, gettin' back after bacleans
So many racks, pants saggin'
Do I got the fire? F**k n***a no askin'
Hoe after hoe like I'm Macin'
Aye, I'm spendin' racks everyday
I spend in a weekend a month what you made
Big a** house, had to buy me a maid
Choppa cut sh*t, give fades
I had to change up the lifestyle, swear I'm gettin' paid
Dark tint frames like Blade
And if he can't keep up gettin' lost like a maze
Whatever I do they amazed (Gang!)
I got that cash right
I'm gettin' cash mornin' time and night
Pockets stuffed so my pants tight
If a f**k n***a play goin' down like a bad flight (Ha, ayy!)
Open my mouth, teeth shine like a flashlight
Act wrong, up the Glock, act right (Ha, ayy)
So many percs I don't even remember last night
I up the K get to singin' Bryan McKnight
I got that cash right
I'm gettin' cash mornin' time and night (Ha, ayy)
Pockets stuffed so my pants tight
If a f**k n***a play goin' down like a bad flight (Ayy)
Open my mouth, teeth shine like a flashlight
Act wrong, up the Glock, act right (Ha, ayy!)
So many percs I don't even remember last night
I up the K get to singin' Bryan McKnight (Ha, ayy!)
Know she gon' f**k first night, I'm handsome
Kidnapped ya' son for ransom
F**k n***a play we gon' stamp, bam 'em
Name a n***a like me comin' out of 'Bama
Truckload the gang, head first like antlers
We on they a** like some pampers
Clean the scene up like a hamper
I get rack after rack, got that bag like Santa
These n***as cappin' we steppin' like sandals
Bullet dodgin' sh*t Julius Randall
She suckin' d**k, two hands with manners
Truckload the gang keep the stick like some campers
I pop my sh*t and they cut on the camera
I pop a perc, give me stamina
Know they don't like me but watchin' like channels
Choppa turn his a** to a dancer
I got that cash right
I'm gettin' cash mornin' time and night
Pockets stuffed so my pants tight
If a f**k n***a play goin' down like a bad flight (Ha, ayy)
Open my mouth, teeth shine like a flashlight
Act wrong, up the Glock, act right
So many percs I don't even remember last night
I up the K get to singin' Bryan McKnight
I got that cash right
I'm gettin' cash mornin' time and night
Pockets stuffed so my pants tight
If a f**k n***a play goin' down like a bad flight
Open my mouth, teeth shine like a flashlight
Act wrong, up the Glock, act right
So many percs I don't even remember last night
I up the K get to singin' Bryan McKnight (Ayy)
Ooh he sound like some [?] he'll trap sh*t
F**k n***a play swear to God I'mma clap sh*t (Ay)
We'll take yo' favorite rapper around 02 (Ayy)
Jump out the car with that stick I'mma flame 'em
These n***as know that I'm dangerous
This uh, chest catcher, one of these hoes burnin' my
Chest like, throat like a f**kin', Swisher
Jump out the car with the stick I'mma flame it
These n***as know that I'm dangerous
I'm in a b*t*h fast lane and changin', diamonds in my mouth
Sh*t blingin'
Scope and a beam on a K, no aimin'
Turn ya lil' partner to a angel
I don't f**k with n***as, swear to God they be the lamest
Only hang with the Lord no strangers (Gang!)
Cash out my car swear to God I won't run 'em out
We get 'em in and we get 'em out
F**k n***a play swear to God I'ma snap like a ceilin' now
Racks in my pocket a big amount
Freaky lil' b*t*h treat me just like some dental floss
I swear to God I'm all in her mouth
Extended clip all in the Glock, sh*t stickin' out
Moved out my apartments, swear to God I got a bigger house
Flush out a opp put the Glock on his dimple
I'm in her mouth like the dinner
These n***as fake they false swear to God they bendin'
I'm in the hood like a engine
And if it's smoke swear to God I'm checking out attention
These n***as really be pretendin'
Callin' my name n***a better not mention
Swear to God I'll do a sentence (Gang!)
These n***as really know I'm hard
Made a quarter ticket off fraud
These n***as really tryna ride the wave like Rod
Pop up at the show with them rods (On God)
I got a big a** house b*t*h look like a lodge
In the crib got ya b*t*h givin' ma**ages
Four different hoes at the crib they ménagin'
Choppa get loud like a augment
I'm havin' racks right now, you had 'em past tense
F**k n***a reach I'ma crash, like a accident
These n***as double L's, lame and they lackin'
Draco blow fire like a dragon
I'm havin' rack after rack, gettin' back after bacleans
So many racks, pants saggin'
Do I got the fire? F**k n***a no askin'
Hoe after hoe like I'm Macin'
Aye, I'm spendin' racks everyday
I spend in a weekend a month what you made
Big a** house, had to buy me a maid
Choppa cut sh*t, give fades
I had to change up the lifestyle, swear I'm gettin' paid
Dark tint frames like Blade
And if he can't keep up gettin' lost like a maze
Whatever I do they amazed (Gang!)
I got that cash right
I'm gettin' cash mornin' time and night
Pockets stuffed so my pants tight
If a f**k n***a play goin' down like a bad flight (Ha, ayy!)
Open my mouth, teeth shine like a flashlight
Act wrong, up the Glock, act right (Ha, ayy)
So many percs I don't even remember last night
I up the K get to singin' Bryan McKnight
I got that cash right
I'm gettin' cash mornin' time and night (Ha, ayy)
Pockets stuffed so my pants tight
If a f**k n***a play goin' down like a bad flight (Ayy)
Open my mouth, teeth shine like a flashlight
Act wrong, up the Glock, act right (Ha, ayy!)
So many percs I don't even remember last night
I up the K get to singin' Bryan McKnight (Ha, ayy!)
Know she gon' f**k first night, I'm handsome
Kidnapped ya' son for ransom
F**k n***a play we gon' stamp, bam 'em
Name a n***a like me comin' out of 'Bama
Truckload the gang, head first like antlers
We on they a** like some pampers
Clean the scene up like a hamper
I get rack after rack, got that bag like Santa
These n***as cappin' we steppin' like sandals
Bullet dodgin' sh*t Julius Randall
She suckin' d**k, two hands with manners
Truckload the gang keep the stick like some campers
I pop my sh*t and they cut on the camera
I pop a perc, give me stamina
Know they don't like me but watchin' like channels
Choppa turn his a** to a dancer
I got that cash right
I'm gettin' cash mornin' time and night
Pockets stuffed so my pants tight
If a f**k n***a play goin' down like a bad flight (Ha, ayy)
Open my mouth, teeth shine like a flashlight
Act wrong, up the Glock, act right
So many percs I don't even remember last night
I up the K get to singin' Bryan McKnight
I got that cash right
I'm gettin' cash mornin' time and night
Pockets stuffed so my pants tight
If a f**k n***a play goin' down like a bad flight
Open my mouth, teeth shine like a flashlight
Act wrong, up the Glock, act right
So many percs I don't even remember last night
I up the K get to singin' Bryan McKnight (Ayy)
