Ruff Endz - Cash, Money, Cars, Clothes (Feat. Memphis Bleek) lyrics

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Chorus:

Cash, Money, Cars, Clothes

This is how true ballers roll

Sitting on thangs, thugged-out chains

Coppin' them whips, Stacking them chips

Cash, Money, Cars, Clothes

This is how true ballers roll

Sitting on thangs, thugged-out chains

This is how playas play

Yo, we them B-More cats and we doin' big thangs

The B-More cats wearing thugged-out chains

Trips overseas, shopping sprees

I used to stand in line now I'm V.I.P.

Comin' thru stunnin' 20s on the truck

Model chicks in the back, yo they tryna fuck

Things different now, got money now

Just bought a new crib, and new whip now

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We gon' toss it up tonight

We gon' do it up tonight

Poppin' bottles of cris tonight

Status V.I.P. tonight

Model chicks in ecstasy

Chillin' at the bar eye on me

Ain't no thang to spend a G

All you haters can't see me

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Ladies! Puerto Rican or black

Asians, white girls throwing it back

Poppin' bottles of cris a case at a time

The V.I.P. jumping nothing but dimes

All of my dimes across the world

My US and my UK girls

Rotterdam to Amsterdam we keeping it hot

London to NY we partying non-stop

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Yo, you know I drove in and out of the rove

I put a dent in the backseat of the bent, baby I'm young memph

Out the R-O click, money I spent it's untraceable

I'm a dog I'm untamable

M-Easy, so fresh so clean

My chick look so sick

Walk mean, ice it really don't matter

It's so clear she could fix her mascara

But you know I strip her right out of the vickie thong

Take her to the mall let her pick what she want

Let her see the team she can freak who she want

Cuz ma, I'm bleek I don't keep I don't love

But I never slip, ma I stay grip

Walk like they too tight, I don't slip

I get dough, this is get low

Ride with Ruff Endz let niggaz know!

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