YP - Cash lyrics
rate meYoung, rich and flashy
I be where the cash be, I be where the cash be
I be where the cash be, I be where the cash be
I be where the cash be, I be where the cash be
I be where the cash be, I be where the cash be
I be where the cash be, I be where the cash be
I be where the cash be, I be where the cash be
Young, rich and flashy
I be where the cash be
I cop the shit that make your bitches come harass me
We shoot up shit like apaches
Get up off my dick
What’s on my hip I like to strike like the matches
Check it out now
I got more fuel than a movile
And I’ma be the first nigga that’s in the shower
The loadest, break it down now
I move through bundles and bundles
And what I’m in done let me see more hams
Than ronald mcdonald
Now where that beef that, we cal tippin
Salute the bitch that take the trips out of town with me
Got a pound on me, plenty cake
Stash on me when I get my stash, get a bigger safe
Fine dough with a fve place, fuck a bitch, I buy a date
Better keep your heat, no way you wet this where the fire state
Kick shit my goal is, get money my motive
When they bury me, tell em they can quote this
I be where the cash be, I be where the cash be
I be where the cash be, I be where the cash be
I be where the cash be, I be where the cash be
I be where the cash be, I be where the cash be
I be where the cash be, I be where the cash be
I be where the cash be, I be where the cash be
Quick flip like diss quick
But ain’t no pancakes
I got my own money
You showin up with your man made
Fuck around with this real shit
That’s the shit that them lames hate
You and me and we share food off the same plate
Just call my truck bitch, I’m with this prom bitch
She suck dick but don’t buy me no truck fit
Gotta move up like jors did
Purple label, we don’t wear the same horses
Fast said, them bad bitches don’t talk when you got no bread
Took a trip out to la and tried to fuck wint lindsay lohan
Bottle service, look how them bitches choosin
Ask about me in greystone, ask about me in lumen
Got a mainland and it’s booming
I got that thunder, a nigga lie
Like they look away and start up, real shit
And I get this like no other,
Fuck what you roll, bitch I’ve been rollin in the gutter
You hear me, you hear me, you hear me?
I be where the cash be, I be where the cash be
I be where the cash be, I be where the cash be
I be where the cash be, I be where the cash be
I be where the cash be, I be where the cash be
I be where the cash be, I be where the cash be
I be where the cash be, I be where the cash be
Young, rich and flashy
I be where the cash be, I be where the cash be
I be where the cash be, I be where the cash be
I be where the cash be, I be where the cash be.