Lyrics:
my clothes, got to flow, God I know
That I got your gift, so I gotta blow, gotta go
And hit the track running swift and nimble
I spit so sick man,
not see it
But they wind up sellin' they own ass
One album, two album, they gone they don't last
So hold on a minute now, don't be so fast
Knowledge
Why you tripping bout cash it’s just dollars
All this drip on my neck that’s some water
Got this bitch on my dick that’s your daughter
I’m finna get
But I'm a designated hitter, I adjust so fast (Derek Jeter)
Y'all men designing women, I'm a woman's man (yeah)
I'm the Cash Money Prince, blow
But I'm a designated hitter, I adjust so fast (Derek Jeter)
Y'all men designing women, I'm a woman's man (yeah)
I'm the Cash Money Prince, blow
blows doors straight off the hinges
Masked Avenger, I appear to blow your ear like wind
With a freestyle, sharper than the Indian spear
So sit back
bitch getting passed[00:28.17]Getting hundred thousand dollars sent in imma blow that cash[00:31.30]I'm addicted to the drugs bitch we did it birkin
punk ass, nigga, better than I can tell ya
Signin' checks that your punk ass can't cash
Got your album cover full of punks wearin' ski masks
Who ain't
ceased
That's that West Coast country boy from them Bay Area streets
That's my hitman, Sleegram, and Killer Keese
Kool Nut, Johnny Cash, Pac, y'all please
around a fire hose
Keep a clean nose, watch the plainclothes
You don't need a weather man to know which way the wind blows
[Verse 3]
Oh, get sick, get
better watch they a**
Soon as I get released, I`ma clock some cash
Did some time locked down, but I`m back on the street
There`ll be trouble when they
stepping
Ready to blow not talking Johnny Depp yup
Worried bout yo girl she already crept yup
Keep sleeping now you done already slept yup
Keep sleeping now
Who need friends? Got mad hoes
Chasing cash, I've stacked loads
Only want some good blow
Hit that, this my new flow
Gated fence, we enclosed
My house so
Red blade with the wind, rain
Ima sensei by the pen way
Ima kick it, not Lui Kang
Like a centaur, with a feng shui
With low top and a flute playing
Red blade with the wind, rain
Ima sensei by the pen way
Ima kick it, not Lui Kang
Like a centaur, with a feng shui
With low top and a flute playing
a clean nose
Watch the plain clothes
You don't need a weather man
To know which way the wind blows
Get sick, get well
Hang around the ink well
Ring bell,
kid needs a story to go to sleep
It's just a Johnny Cash album on the record player playing old songs for you and me
Take a polaroid picture then put it
They say when you go out West that you never come back
But there's gotta be more than sunsets and a whole lotta Johnny cash
Just like Waylon said "I
boy for sheezy, but
When the shit gets thick though
You'll be my homie
Whichever way the wind blows, and
I know
I know
You'll always be by my side
Uh
for no groupie hoe
Ice on Johnny dang, flawless diamonds hitting this shit for to show
Gucci store, was bout to by some drip but I cash out on dope
Fuck
their winds across the mountains
A life that's never safe and dry
Rodeos and riding high
Ladies and their men get by
On six-guns and white
by his face, blast one by his eardrum
Piss run, you drop thinkin you shot
Screamin like a bitch, kicks to your face
Shots to the body that shake like
gon' tell you the half
Ya not see it
Cause they're really only after the cash
Ya not see it
But they wind up sellin they own ass
One album, two album
will not blow me Ha you already lost
Now give me my money aint tryin to be funny but if u have met me in person you already know that I am
I could be out
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