Cashius Green - Never Go Broke (Remix) lyrics
rate mefeat. Fat Trel
Hey, for the right amount of dough
She gonna take it down low
That’s what she paying me for
Got a lot of trill, got a lot of hoes, got a lot of guns
Down low it’s the one man show
Need a couple wi-fi, put in on the spot
Well the noose ain’t God to forget my shot
Gotta game hard, gotta pull zones, damn real
Move a little white, I ain’t never going broke
Never go broke, never go broke
There’s money, never go broke
Never go broke
There’s money, never go broke
Never go broke, never go broke
Never go broke, never go broke
Never go broke
There’s money, never go
For the right amount of dough
She could ride with the blow
That’s why she fucking me for
She would take this trip with the big forklift
From the hip bullshit and don’t give me no grief
Pay her in cash or pay her a dick
Give her a night just a couple Rolexes
She flexin’ a Lexus and drivin’ so reckless
Selling that pussy from DC to Texas, check it
Bitch, she the motherfucker blastin’
I’m just a nigga slashing some motherfucker rat
No stress, just a fact, it’s my motherfuckin’ affection
Leave your ass wet, she did came, who do you laugh with?
Hey, for the right amount of dough
She gonna take it down low
That’s what she paying me for
Got a lot of trill, got a lot of hoes, got a lot of guns
Down low it’s the one man show
Need a couple wi-fi, put in on the spot
Well the noose ain’t God to forget my shot
Gotta game hard, gotta pull zones, damn real
Move a little white, I ain’t never going broke
Never go broke, never go broke
There’s money, never go broke
Never go broke
There’s money, never go broke
Never go broke, never go broke
Never go broke, never go broke
Never go broke
There’s money, never go
Protect your neck, protect your C
Protect your wealth, better watch your weed
Protect your bees and with this I ain’t free
Hit bulls in the summer she in three automatic
In a black M5, honey do the traffic
And it’s all for the motherfucking green
Can’t get fly off a dollar and a drink
Dollar bills insane, everybody wanna see your hat
Lent me that kush, gotta sell it by a quota at the lemonade stand
‘Cause they wanna pull me over
You know end of the month when they gotta meet quota
A little competition aka fuck me nigga, over
Got me out here tipping off a bottle off the hand
My bitch light a molly up in the crevasse of her jeans
You realize security caught a five on the lane
A stranger offered me a tap, all gonna turn into a dream
Alright, fuck it
Brains? You ‘tatoes eggs in my D, damn it, suck it
Now you trying my raw dog, two tears in a bucket, oh, lord
Come with the past, I’m fucking with y’all
Forgive me for whatever you did, and the past is the future
Can’t use me up with a booster
The young how we planned, I caught me a cougar
She shaking that monkey from Dallas to …
Needs to get out of the way, I’m looking like Cuba
Las Vegas Boulevard had shake me to sugar
Real like …roll with a boot, too many niggas pulling shifty maneuvers
Gotta watch where you lay your head
For every one step I’ll be ten steps ahead
Fill up on your case, you fuck with the feds
And check on out, life with gang or the chairs?
Hey, for the right amount of dough
She gonna take it down low
That’s what she paying me for
Got a lot of trill, got a lot of hoes, got a lot of guns
Down low it’s the one man show
Need a couple wi-fi, put in on the spot
Well the noose ain’t God to forget my shot
Gotta game hard, gotta pull zones, damn real
Move a little white, I ain’t never going broke
Never go broke, never go broke
There’s money, never go broke
Never go broke
There’s money, never go broke
Never go broke, never go broke
Never go broke, never go broke
Never go broke
There’s money, never go
