Luyện nghe bài hát Daddy Get That Cash

Lil' Mo, at me
Get cash daddy

If it's you versus me, about it
They gon' yell my when they announce the winner
And I 'bout to sell much
I got my honeys on the but the birds flyin' south for the winter

Don't get ya familiated
I'm so gangsta that, knowin' myself makes me affiliated
chu think honey hold 'em hammers for?
So she can spend 10 cent at Sander store?

We gon' hit Rodeo Drive, drive on Hills
Though I her, so I'm spendin' like 70 bills
keep ya payroll big
Light a blunt and beg me to chill

Ain't a player but my life is all of the time
So she went and copped a gun a 'lil smaller mine
That's a down ass and she keep it real
So I'ma it real back all of the time

Daddy get that cash
(I'm goin' ta get it, I'm ta get it
Daddy gotta get cash
(I'm goin' ta get it, I'm ta get it
Daddy gotta get cash
(I'm goin' ta get it, I'm ta get it)
Daddy get that cash
(I'm goin' ta get it, I'm ta get it)

Daddy go and get cash
Go and get the black suit, grab the plus get that match
She said, "Tell me you goin"
It's no that I'm comin' in 'cause she could fit a little 9 or a 22

Right inside her bra or Calvin Klein
Mami you could stay and bag up the work
I'm just goin' out to chrome or nag up a jerk
If I kiss her then her melt

Listen dogg, you don't understand the
she carry in the garter belt
No doubt I love her, I'ma tell you the
But don't get it up and get fucked up
Only thing about P is his tooth

And she could sleep another dude
She gon' tell me the safe at
The at, how to rob his mother too
Daddy go and get that
That's what my honey holla'd out time I hit that ass

gotta get that cash
(I'm goin' ta get it, I'm ta get it)
gotta get that cash
(I'm ta get it, I'm goin' ta get it)
gotta get that cash
(I'm goin' ta get it, I'm ta get it)
Daddy gotta get that
(I'm goin' ta get it, I'm ta get it)

you helped daddy get that cash
Get the and the mink and the ring and the gift wrapped Jag
And you still got the ass, I pay the phone and the rent
But it real boo, you pay the Conair

If I get knocked, she in the B I
some money on my books, give weed to a nigga
And don't about shit, 'cause I be out soon
No doubt that's my

She drop my bricks off on Broadway
Then she go and get a doobie
Lookin' at the God, we all a little
One pop for the pasta, one pop for the
Holiday Styles, dick one for the door

And it's sorta we Bonnie and Clyde
I load the ooby up, she gon' roll the booby up, mami abide
And she said, "Daddy get cash"
She know I would but had no idea that I would that fast

Daddy gotta get that
(I'm ta get it, I'm goin' ta get it)
Daddy gotta get that
Daddy gotta get cash