French Montana

French Montana - Straight Cash Remix lyrics

rate me

Ay yo man

I walk in the dealership, so they have the nerve to ask me

"What my credit like? "

I'm like "Bitch, how you want, straight cash"

I mean you know I love moneyyyyy (Clap)

Moneyyyyy (Clap) Moneyyyyy (Clap)

Moneyyyyy (Clap) Moneyyyyy (Clap)

I'm talkin' 'bout straight cash

I get straight cash, I mean, break fast

Highway hustler, bricks behind the break glass

I'm on that Dame Dash, I'm on that Roc-A-Fella

We add that baking soda, that's how we rock it fella

I'm talkin' tan and yella, this be that gray and white

I'm talkin' straight cash, cool meal overnight

My whips, bought 'em straight cash

My bitch want the straight cash

My crib got me straight cash

Got work, I need a weight class

Never ever see me broke no mo'

If I ain't in that two-seater than I'm in that photo

Me, it's S550, tell ya bitch to photo

Man my money Yao Ming shawty, yours ToTo

I need straight cash

I mean you know I love moneyyyyy (Clap)

Moneyyyyy (Clap) Moneyyyyy (Clap)

Moneyyyyy (Clap) Moneyyyyy (Clap)

Yeah I'm talkin' 'bout straight cash

Take money (money) Take money

Take money (money) Yeah that straight cash

Take money (money) Take money (money)

Yeah, ya know I'm talkin' 'bout that straight cash

All my block huggers know I'm 'bout that straight cash

Round paper, all cake, straight cash

I'm The Laundry Man, straight cash

Washed up, stacked up, straight cash

I bought a house to put bricks, straight cash

Next to a brick house fulla straight cash

100 grand in the couch, straight cash

(Smack a ho in the mouth), straight cash

Took my momma out the hood, straight cash

There's no engine in the hood, just straight cash

You get killed in the hood, straight cash

(Smokin' happens in the hood), straight cash

Man it's good how I feel, straight cash

You might be worth a mill, (but it ain't cash)

Put money on ya grill, straight cash

Buy you out your deal, straight cash

Clap

I mean you know I love moneyyyyy (Clap)

Moneyyyyy (Clap) Moneyyyyy (Clap)

Moneyyyyy (Clap) Moneyyyyy (Clap)

Yeah I'm talkin' 'bout straight cash

Take money (money) Take money

Take money (money) Yeah that straight cash

Take money (money) Take money (money)

Yeah, ya know I'm talkin' 'bout that straight cash

I just hit a store for a 100 large

I don't need to drive 5, I don't need 100 cars

I need 150 thou, square feet

Army fatigues, scopin' out for dead meat

I make you walk the plank bare feet

And he is not to walk around in these streets

And he is not to talk around on these beats

Still, he ain't even like that, he ain't even write that

Letters from the pen see, he ain't even write back

What's ya preference, ya whole style's referenced

Nigga, my whole style's some next shit

The gauge spit, ooh I see what you had for breakfast

Green eggs, sausage, nigga we the Gain Greene bosses

Cut 'em down, put 'em in a coffin

Flossin'?, nigga stay high like he MJ

Suites in the Tribec, y'all know where my mens stay

Owww, (Clap)

I mean you know I love moneyyyyy (Clap)

Moneyyyyy (Clap) Moneyyyyy (Clap)

Moneyyyyy (Clap) Moneyyyyy (Clap)

Yeah I'm talkin' 'bout straight cash

Take money (money) Take money

Take money (money) Yeah that straight cash

Take money (money) Take money (money)

Yeah, ya know I'm talkin' 'bout that straight cash

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