Rich Homie Quan - Cash Money lyrics

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Hook:

When I was at the bottom seem like I never nuthin

I done drove all the fancy cars

Feeling like a crash dummy

ain't know I would make a this far

never had the game laugh at me

I got so much cash on me

Feeling like baby, with all this cash money eye yo eye yo

I got all this cash money

I'm bout to throw this cash money

Cash money, feeling like baby

with all this cash money

When I was lil I wanna be a hot boy

I remember buying Wayne cd tha block is hot boy

When I was lil wanna be a hot

Cash money, when I was lil wanna be a hot

Cash money, when I was lil wanna be a hot boy

I remember buying, wayne cd to block his hot boy

Or juvenile, four hundred degree hot,

Many friends she cap it G, every beat have knock boy

I don't fuck with my police if they in they cop car

All my niggas know I'm serious, bitch im who they vouch for

If you do not fuck with me,

Why you ran your mouth for them ..

I got booky sea, four G I don't .. model you

Hundred thousand count it up,

Run 2000 that's my girl,

A little sense of humor, they say that I don't laugh enough

Thing nigga got me crackin' up

No joke, they don't fuck with me when I'm broke

[Hook:]

Money make you real, money make you sad

Money don't mean no deal, money got all nigga wild

Money got family trippin, yeah money got all nigga high

So my money got all caught my .. but all my niggas they violent

Cash money, cash money, all I want is cash money

I love money my favourite clever with that..

walk around with a half from me

My partner walking with a bad girl

Best believe I got the strap on me

'cause I don't trust none of y'all niggas

All you niggas snakes?

I bust all y'all niggas

Shoot shoot in your face

Do voodoo but the curse on you

Yall niggas know what a ..

Black suit, get a hundreds for you

I'll jump it

Hook:

When I was at the bottom saying like how I never had a man

I didn't drove all the fast cars

Feeling like a crash done

And know I don't make a deep far

I had a camp ..

I got so much cash on me

Feeling like baby, but all this cash money eye y eyo

I got all this cash money

I'm back with all this cash money

Cash money, feeling like baby

But all this cash money

[Birdman:]

Original, hey hey a hot boy

Turn them 80s to 9, nigga we hot boy

Two person niggas two mags .. on my side nigga

Some real niggas I know nigga with all on their feets boy

Ball on that front line

Lord know, I made have showed em my sunshine

We some pieces on this streets nigga

And move a hundred bricks a week nigga

To max up in that lack nigga

Two bitches up in that back nigga

Two bitches up in that back nigga

I'm the high fuckin nigga

Size em up straight buggin' nigga

Hundred things and that back hoe

You better ride off, keep stuntin' nigga

[Hook:]

Flamed up, straight up town

New whips we came up straight up town

I got this game here from up town

This chill drops from uptown

With all this cash money feeling like baby

With all this cash money feeling like baby

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