Luyện nghe bài hát Daddy Get That Cash

Lil' Mo, at me
Get that cash

If it's you versus me, think it
They gon' yell my name when they announce the
And I ain't 'bout to much
I got my honeys on the plane but the birds flyin' for the winter

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

We gon' hit Rodeo Drive, drive on Beverly
Though I love her, so I'm spendin' like 70
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 and copped a gun a 'lil smaller than mine
That's a ass chick and she keep it real
So keep it real back all of the time

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

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

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

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

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

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

Since you helped daddy get cash
Get the condom and the mink and the and the gift wrapped Jag
And you still got the ass, I pay the phone and the rent
But keep it 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 worry shit, 'cause I be out soon
No doubt that's my

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

And it's sorta like we 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 I would skip that fast

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