Ace Hood

Ace Hood - Can't See Y'all lyrics

rate me

Ace Hood, homie

Gutta, Gutta... Ace Hood... Brisco, let's go

Cause I got my cash on check

My swag on check

Bitches dey love my dick dey need to gizzay no shiit

Rollin on dem thangs

And

Hata blockas is on, they can't tell me shit cause

Cause I don't see ya'll

Cause I don't see ya'll

Cause I don't see ya'll

Cause I don't see ya'll

Nigga get on my level!

A to the C to the E to the H double O-D

Bitch I'm raised up in the streets

Keep it G-U-T-T-A

For my niggas servin yay

Movin weight and servin' packages dat pack it in the crate

We don't count dat cash every duffel gets weighed

Big money I'm paid bitch I'm feelin my soul

You could tell I'm gettin money Louie V San Do

And I wish a nigga'd make a move himself

See, I get money

It's comin' out my ass

And I don't fuck with hoes if dey ain't about cash

Opa Locka goon, 4 chevys and da dirtbike

I open up mah trap

Shit get back on da 1st night

Catch me in da Porsche

Or maybe on da porch

And we don't get jailed cause we don't go to court

Yeah, nigga stuntin'

Ya homeboy frontin'

Talkin dat shit but... he ain't bout nothin

Cause I got my cash on check

My swag on check

Bitches dey love my dick dey need to gizzay no shiit

Rollin on dem thangs

And

Hata blockas is on, they can't tell me shit cause

Cause I don't see ya'll

Cause I don't see ya'll

Cause I don't see ya'll

Cause I don't see ya'll

Nigga get on my level!

I'm lookin for a hood rat, hood rat, call her Stacy

She cuss real bad, and she still throw Maceys

I want it so bad, please someone pace me

Try and say a hater we don't sue, come hate me

Boty boy boty boy, dese chopp's hit dis boty boy

Bag his ass up E class, keep da party goin'

Yes sir, I'm certified 3-0

And I'm a come see him blast like an airbag

Make his body bounce, bounce, 25 shell count

Pussy nigga listen you don't listen you get hit with 50 missiles leave you livin with da dead, understand dat?

I got some bitches and niggas dat wanna bandwag

I double up with da jewels and let da pants sag

100 stacks in da bag, now where da cash at?

Yes, I am blind to you hatas I got cataracts!

Cause I got my cash on check

My swag on check

Bitches I love my dick dey need to gizzay no shiit

Rollin on dem thangs

And

Hata blockas is on, they can't tell me shit cause

Cause I don't see ya'll

Cause I don't see ya'll

Cause I don't see ya'll

Cause I don't see ya'll

Nigga get on my level!

What it do, what it is

See I don't talk to police and I don't play with kids, uh

I'm gutta, gangsta, projects

I know da block hot but I'm a open up regardless.

Yeah, and dey don't write dat couple gone topless

Vacant on da I, we a hunned and five

Me and Bris bout cash we let it blow in da skies

Not dat's blow money neva had no money

Now I'm da shit, believe dat (Whoah)

I know I got paper I just want a lil' mo'

I know you bitches talkin, so just talk a lil' mo'

Cause baby I'm me, and ya'll niggas hoes

Let's go

And I'm gone, my nigga you know I got em

See, I am just a product, receivin' all profit

See niggas wanna hate, tell em silly rabbit, stop it

See, me and Bristar outta space like martians

Cause I got my cash on check

My swag on check

Bitches I love my dick dey need to gizzay no shiit

Rollin on dem thangs

And

Hata blockas is on, they can't tell me shit cause

Cause I don't see ya'll

Cause I don't see ya'll

Cause I don't see ya'll

Cause I don't see ya'll

Nigga get on my level!

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