Get Off Your Feet (feat. Pappy Cashflo)

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Mann

Dijon Thames Shariff (born July 17, 1991), better known by his stage name Mann, is an American hip-hop artist and rapper from West Los Angeles, California, signed to J.R. Rotem's Beluga Heights Records. Mann is noticeable for his short stature of 5 feet, 4 inches. more »

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Ooh, got me hysterical
Cash
Cash, cash, cash
Cash

Cash, cash, cash
Go get you some money
Nigga, get off your feet
We know your talk is cheap

Practice what you preach
I don't sell no defeat
I'm cashing out no lease
They say they love you

And break your heart into pieces
I'ma get this cash
Seven days of the week
Walk on the pavement

Step on these niggas underneath
Boy, you broke down bad
Under the sheets
Hustle hard for that cash

Cash reaching my peak
Go get you some money
Nigga, get off your feet
We know your talk is cheap

Practice what you preach
I don't sell no defeat
I'm cashing out no lease
They say they love you

And break your heart into pieces
I'ma get this cash
Seven days of the week
Walk on the pavement

Step on these niggas underneath
Boy, you broke down bad
Under the sheets
Hustle hard for that cash

Cash reaching my peak
Hustle hard for that cash, cash
I'm in your skin like a bad rash
You chasing that hoe

Boy, you down bad
Got blood boiling in the trash bag
Shit, get out of here
Can't trust your oppa

Can't trust your coast king
Like a rivalry
But have emotion
We know you broke at the day's end

We go to war
With them K's in
Dior gloves and the Ray-Bans
Swim underwater

I see a shark fins
I ain't got time
For the argument
I ain't got time

For the bargaining
Run my cash on the regular
Can't put your car
Log in my cellular

No more ruin my schedule
Cash
Look at my wrist
Tell the glass

Look at my bitch
Look how she stuck in the past
Look at my nigga
They smash the gas

You better quit playing
That Glock in my hand
On principle standing
nigga

7.62, go to flying
We running it transit
nigga
Big bullets go to blasting

Nah, it wasn't planned
My nigga
You better quit playing
My nigga

F*ck is you saying
My nigga
Go get you some money
Nigga, get off your feet

We know your talk is cheap
Practice what you preach
I don't sell no defeat
I'm cashing out no lease

They say they love you
And break your heart
In a piece
I'ma get this cash

Seven days of the week
Walk on the pavement
Spend my money
Underneath

Boy, you broke down bad
Under the sheets
Hustle hard for that cash
Cash reaching my peak

Went to Atlanta
Got me a Georgia peach
I get it in
100 bags in the briefcase

Neat
Now let's just be brief
And let's just be honest
No future

Liberty
I told her
Bitch, the feeling not mutual
Bitch, the feeling not mutual

Fumbled the bag, I shoot at you
I ain't into all that tough talk
And that talk about what I'ma do to ya said it's smoke well let's smoke dog up dis shit with that ruger you see dat red dot that's a head shot yeah that's what I do ya

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