Ca$his - A-Rod lyrics

rate me

Ft. Emilio Rojas

(Intro)

This bogus, tho

(Hook x2)

I'm in the city where yo hoe's at

They be ridin' with the squad, then ya know that

We got hard, upper ties, nigga throw back

100 large, actin' broad, nigga show that

(Verse: Ca$his)

I'm in the city where yo hoe's at

They in my muthafuckin' room where the cold at

Posin', chosin', sittin' like they frozen

Bust it wide open, gonna keep it up for the squad

This how we do it, bitch we goin' hard

Makin' money, don't let no muthafuckin' hoe break us apart

If a nigga try to play me like a dummy then I spar

I ain't talkin' bout that reefah nigga, talkin' bout that creeper, nigga

Talkin' bout that pressure, nigga, put it up my dresser, nigga

25 lighted on my dresser, tessa, 25 niggas look like flexers

Princess, sittin' in my hand, I'm like Dexter, yessir

25 bitches ova 25 suckin' on my dick and it's over, I ain't just blessin'

Everythin' biggin' like a Texan, BBG respect it

We only get em checks up, yessir

(Hook x2)

I'm in the city where yo hoe's at

They be ridin' with the squad, then ya know that

We got hard, upper ties, nigga throw back

100 large, actin' broad, nigga show that

(Verse 2: Emilio Rojas)

Time when the shit go down'n

And we weight that, we don't count that

Them blues don't come around it and they take that

And they out fast

Onions are at stake, it's like the outback, outback

But they're neva gonna move no way, hell nah

Cuz Emilio was just bout cash

And I got a Dominican chick

She just want a VISA, that immigrant shit

But I'll neva be givin' her nada

I swear that I'll neva be givin' this shit

But lately been gettin', so basic I swear that I barely be givin' a dick

In a minute she's off with the trippin' and I'm gettin' rid of her privileges

Uh, aye, yeah, and nobody fuckin' with me

I gotta go get me a million, if Soulja Boy did it, how tough can it be?

I roll with a couple of killas, a couple of bankers, a couple of freaks

Lookin' back on the days I was younger, awake from the hunger from nothin' to eat

Damn, I told my mother I ain't neva goin' broke again

These bitches open, now they soakin, they fallopian

These muthafuckas playn games with they hopes they win

Huh, who let these muthafuckas in? I'm sayn

(Hook x2)

I'm in the city where yo hoe's at

They be ridin' with the squad, then ya know that

We got hard, upper ties, nigga throw back

100 large, actin' broad, nigga show that

(Verse 3: Ca$his)

Drop a rack on a fuckin' head

Just drop a rack on a fuckin' head

Count it out and all hunnids on our fuckin' head

Drop a rack on the flow, watch her fuckin' dance

Woah, drop a rack on a fuckin' head

Just drop a rack on a fuckin' head

Drop it out and all hunnids on our fuckin' head

Toss a rack on the ground, watch them bitches dance

The bread circulatin' like cellophanes

Toastin' fo' the fact that we ain't gotta kill again

How my len(?) smackin' niggas with benjamins

Overreactin' with Jacksons, whack em and kill again

Fuck the pen, I don't even pin my lyrics, friend

I do this shit once again, from begin to end

We paper chasin', fuckin' hoes, we free just like the Masons

Designer hoes doin' grimmey shit in fancy places

Pimpin'...

(Hook x2)

I'm in the city where yo hoe's at

They be ridin' with the squad, then ya know that

We got hard, upper ties, nigga throw back

100 large, actin' broad, nigga show that