Luyện nghe bài hát Daddy Get That Cash

Lil' Mo, at me
Get that daddy

If it's you versus me, think it
They gon' yell my name when announce the winner
And I ain't 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, just knowin' makes me affiliated
What chu think honey hold 'em for?
So she can spend 10 cent at Jill store?

We gon' hit Rodeo Drive, drive on Beverly
I love her, so I'm spendin' like 70 bills
[Incomprehensible] keep ya big
Light a and just beg me to chill

Ain't a but my life is real all of the time
So she and copped a gun a 'lil smaller than mine
a down ass chick and she keep it real
So I'ma keep it real all of the time

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

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

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

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

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

Daddy gotta get that
(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 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)

Since you daddy get that cash
Get the condom and the mink and the ring and the gift Jag
And you still got the bomb ass, I pay the and the rent
But keep it boo, you pay the Conair

If I get knocked, she in the B I
With some money on my books, weed to a nigga
And don't worry about shit, 'cause I be out
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
Styles, dick one shot for the door

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

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