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Correct TOO MUCH CASH Lyrics
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[Intro] Yeah, too much cash Yeah, can't fit in my pockets [Chorus] Startet with a quarter then I turn it to a half I was boolin with ya baby momma in the trap He was talking shit, so we caught him on a ave Imma woop his ass, beat him like his dad Fuckin' on a slut you know Imma dick her down I'ma fuckin' slut, she know Imma get around Molly in the water, Imma drink it till I drown Baby I'm a dog, baby I'm a fucking hound [Bridge] Too much cash, can't fit in my pockets Goyard bag, I don't need a wallet She's so bad, I needed her number, huh I give her pipe like a plumber, huh After I fuck her I pawn her [Verse 1] I know why you mad (why you mad) No you ain't gettin' no money Hatin' on me but you broke and you bummy Fuckin' your hoe put my dick in her tummy Go-go with a stick, gun on your lip Up in that choppa, you know that she runnin' I wear that Gucci, you wear Abercrombie Poppin' the xannies I feel like a zombie Hold up, wait a minute Let me put some money in it Drive by, windows tinted Pull up on you, sloppy finish Serve up, call it tennis You could catch me while the whip in Grow up, robbin' niggas Now I just go shoppin' with 'em [Bridge] Too much cash, can't fit in my pockets Goyard bag, I don't need a wallet She's so bad, I needed her number I needed her number I needed her number [Chorus] Startet with a quarter then I turn it to a half I was boolin with ya baby momma in the trap He was talking shit, so we caught him on a ave Imma woop his ass, beat him like his dad Fuckin' on a slut you know Imma dick her down I'ma fuckin' slut, she know Imma get around Molly in the water, Imma drink it till I drown Baby I'm a dog, baby I'm a fucking hound [Verse 2] Baby I'm a dog, I'm a dog in my whip Drivin' like it stolen, I be swervin' my shit I-I get what I want, cause I deserve and shit She gon' fuck me and my team, cause we perfect and shit, ay Imma pull up in a new whip Imma go fuck on a new bitch Niggas they know how I do it Run up on me then I shoot shit My choppa lookin' like a pool stick Niggas faker than allusions I had my mind and then I lose it I fucked a bitch and then she clueless [Bridge] Too much cash, I gotta have it Talkin' smash, I up automatic Saw my guys, we ridin' in traffic, huh Niggas they don't want no static, huh This'll dissapear like it's magic, yeah [Outro] (turn into a half) Too much cash
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