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B.G.
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Cash Money Roll
Nigga we don't drop albums, we drop classics
I ain't even gotta tell you how Cash Money Roll I ain't even gotta tell you we ballin' outta control 'Cause we do shows all seven days of the week Top of the line rides flying up and down the street
Any kind of car C.M.B boys could claim it (Cash Money Boys) Lexus's, Benz's, and Truck Motor Bikes you name it Rollin' all the time gotta get my shine on Right here got the nine and in my left the PrimeCo Phone
Rap dues I done paid it I'm on a level that these niggaz can't fade it Nigga I been hustlin' since twelve I done made it Rappin' off nuthin' but Mannie Beats (Mannie Fresh)
He the greatest, but wait hold up, you ain't heard the latest Million dollar contract a 150 pages, not minimum We makin' maximum wages Let me tell you about bayou classic how we played it
We hit Canal so deep click so strong (Canal Street) Every vehicle we rode in was on chrome The Hummer sound had 'em jumpin' in the Super Dome
We got so much money we gave the bank a credit loan We go shopping and spend 50 G's at the mall But that hurt 'cause cash money go still ball Until we fall
I ain't even gotta tell you how cash money roll I ain't even gotta tell you we ballin' outta control I ain't even gotta tell you we ballin' outta control
I'm a baller, drive cars with big rims Leather seats, sound bumpin' all in your ears The dress code T-shirts, Ree's and Bauds (Reebok Soldiers, Girbauds) It's 98, my money stack it don't fold
I'm a livin' legend, havin' fire weed sessions Hide your bitch 'cause I will have in my possession I'm top notch, it ain't no secret I'm hot You can spot, my Rolex watch from down the block
更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 I don't talk shit if I ain't able to prove it My wrist all bitch, especially in the dark bitch I'm a young nigga, tru 2 da game nigga, fog And play'n with a little change nigga, fog
Fuck with me I put a little over your brain But fuck that I ride and let my chopper rang nigga Since 97 I got a lil' thicker and taller Chancin' 6 figgaz, I'm the Cash Money Baller
I ain't even gotta tell you how cash money roll I ain't even gotta tell you we ballin' outta control
I ain't even gotta tell you how cash money roll I ain't even gotta tell you we ballin' outta control
I ain't even gotta tell you how cash money roll I ain't even gotta tell you we ballin' outta control
Say B, I heard Cap had another baby (Baby) It's a lil' girl, pop the bottle let's celebrate It's your second it's all good lay it down nigga You hoe drove mutha fucker lay down nigga
You know I got a lil' Hot Girl to be That's my world dawg she lookin' just like me I'm straight out all the old money from my old habit I'm spended that on ear rings with 10 karats
I got my lil' girl a Lexus for when she grow up I flying from Tennessee to Texas trying to blow up I need 10 G's a show for me to show up And six weeks for me and my click to post up
We shining, wearing Rolex's that winding Stacking money for days Nigga, big timing Ducking hoes, shot callin', and ballin' Keepin' it real, with my back against the wall'n
I ain't even gotta tell you how cash money roll I ain't even gotta tell you we ballin' outta control I ain't even gotta tell you we ballin' outta control I ain't even gotta tell you we ballin' outta control
I ain't even gotta tell you how cash money roll 'Cause it ain't no secret nigga we ballin' outta control
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