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That be that cash piece cold restin' the dead

I walk like I got a S on my chest
I walk, I walk around like I got a S on my
I walk, I around like I got a S on my chest
That be that money piece cold restin' the dead

stunna shadin', nigga dead then a nigga dead
It's shadin', nigga dead then a nigga dead
It's stunna shadin', nigga dead a nigga dead
It's stunna shadin', nigga dead a nigga dead

from kims kinda star
Holly, CO sem team far
Ridin' the city in a tonka toy
I got old money, coulda bought a

Only ride Chevy, never a Ford
And my Coupe doors open like doors
Yep, red thick women, eyes
I'm a hoe, you know that I'm a

Yep, cash money, cash money, boys
Mafia bitch, even a a boy
you say you want beef then I got ya, boy
I'll let the Big Mac whop ya, boy

See my hanging like a, like a rasta boy
But with my in I'll turn into mufasa boy
We run up in ya casa, boy and blast off like boy

I around like I got a S on my chest
I walk, I walk around I got a S on my chest
I walk, I walk around like I got a S on my
That be that cash money piece restin' the dead

It's stunna shadin', nigga dead then a nigga
Cash money, money
I walk like I got a S on my chest
That be that cash money piece cold restin' the

money is army, nigga, better know its gravy
If you ever fuck with youngin', if you ever fuck with
Shit gon' be crazy, nigga it like the 80's
Buncha young niggas off and they sprayin'

Up in the we thankin' for the sunshine
Got to get my goin', reach for my chrome 9
Kiss momma 'cuz we goin' out and gettin'
Next in line 17 on the grind

first, nigga not seein' mines
Big purses, million dollar
5 drops, OG the last big
Lord to the game, nigga till my time

Like father, son, nigga this time
Junior got the fame and the game
200 on the dash, nigga, watch me
doughnuts in my hood, gettin' paper bags

I walk like I got a S on my chest
I walk, I walk like I got a S on my chest
I walk, I walk around I got a S on my chest
That be that cash money piece cold the dead

That be that cash money, money
Be cash money, c-c-cash money
It's stunna shadin', nigga dead then a dead
It's stunna shadin', nigga dead a nigga dead

Livin' is red, how we play it
A uptown be blood till I'm dead
That's I said, I put some change in yah head
If you crossin' line, nigga nuttin', but bread

50 shots high, nigga, we won't stop
From puttin' candy on the slabs, nigga the pots
Put the hammer on the jam, nigga, pull it and him
Put the rubber on the bands, nigga his knots

Bitch, I'ma boss, bitch, I'ma
And bury me my father on a cross
And carry 19, I shall a cross
Shawty got that on lock like a vault

Weezy baby, kyan pepper, no
Windows down on the hulk in the winter, it's your
I don't on the track, I pull forward
I got that S on my that I'm supposed to follow

I walk around like I got a S on my
I walk, I walk around like I got a S on my
I walk, I around like I got a S on my chest
That be that money piece cold restin' the dead

That be that money, c-c-cash money
be that cash money, c-c-cash money
I walk like I got a S on my chest
That be that cash money piece restin' the dead