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Cassidy Ft. Styles P - Money Money Lyrics

Cassidy Ft. Styles P - Money Money Lyrics

money, money, money, money
the price extra low
money, money, money, money
this is moving extra slow
money, money, money, money


so i’m about to let you know
what people do for the money
money, money, money, money, money
money, money, money, money, money
money, money, money, money, money
money
what people do for the money

first it was hard to rob a bank
but easy to rob a bull
making the withdraw
as soon as he come outside the bank
what people do for the money
it leave you traumatized

little dudes still in middle school committing homicide
instead of rumble they a blast gas
instead of struggle they arrive behind the bundle when they ass crash
chicks are stripping
get their ass smacked
do splits
do tricks
on the pole
and make the ass clap
cats bag crack

your dad checks in cash that
risk having the feds on him
just to have some bread on him
it ain’t no telling
what the felon did
instead of jail
niggers would tell the pigs
on their own relatives
real rack
grind work

got my mind worked
i sell coke to a smoker
that stole the money out the mom’s purse
before i go broke
i commit a crime first
to get a dollar
you do what you got to do
money
…

money, money, money, money, money
money, money, money, money, money
money, money, money, money, money
money
what people do for the money
money, money, money, money, money
money, money, money, money, money
money, money, money, money, money
money
what people do for the money

niggers would kill their own men
just to get the…
to get the paper for the porsche
and go skip them with that
bitches will suck the whole thing
for a do bag
look at the elders in the hood

yea, they all sad
look at the young one in the hood
yea, they all mad
i’m looking for a spot
take a g off that
you’ll come around here front

nigger we off that
they kill broad day
for some bullshit change
niggers that get it in for a bullshit chain
tired of the clothes with the bullshit stains
niggers a put a bullet in you bullshit brain
dope heads running for the h and they chain
selling the kids shit
and whatever for the pain

i know what a student
would they want cocaine
under the black cloud
but we all seen the change
the demons that chase you
for a green piece of paper

money, money, money, money
the price extra low
money, money, money, money
this is moving extra slow
money, money, money, money
so i’m about to let you know
what people do for the money
money, money, money, money, money
money, money, money, money, money
money, money, money, money, money
money
what people do for the money

the weighing
the rocks
those things lean off doo
get the green
get the m16 to you tooth
the cream
get the triple beam for the coop
for nightmare

you had bad dreams when you grew
i keep a raisin and a laser beam on the toast
making a murder scene
and your spleen can get poof
niggers that take your life for some green
they get smoked for
a little bit of purple
my low niggers will murk you
six feet dirt shit

pawn box turn shit
then kill your brothers
and your mother that burped you
my life’s like a movie
no commercials
that’s why a line i rhyme is controversial
yea, to get that chick
the niggers will try to earth you
you going to need that bitch in the hospital
to nurse you
time’s money
they say patience is a virtue
but to get the dollar
you do what you got to do

money, money, money, money, money
money, money, money, money, money
money, money, money, money, money
money
what people do for the money
money, money, money, money, money
money, money, money, money, money
money, money, money, money, money
money
what people do for the money
Cassidy Ft. Styles P - Money Money Lyrics

Cassidy - Guess Who’s Back Lyrics



Cassidy - Guess Who’s Back Lyrics

where the husslers, where the husslers at
all the cats that trap where the fuck you at
i’ve been missing for a minute, put the hussler back
and if you hussle you should fuck with that
where the husslers, where the husslers at

all the cats that trap where the fuck you at
i’ve been missing for a minute, put the hussler back
and if you hussle you should fuck with that
where the husslers at

i’m back in my bag now, ah
i was chilling in the cut, but that cut got a scab now
i get so much cash now, i send my girl to the louie store
with 50 grand in her louie bag now
you and your man going half on a half pound
if you not a stand up nigger, sit your ass down
that chick you cuffing i’m fucking i know you mad now
she just licked the dick and you probably kissing her ass now
i’m with jag in the glass top jag now
and you ain’t got enough money to catch a cab now
i’m the hussler ask around
i wear so much ice, if it melt
it’d probably make my ass drown
i dropped out the …but graduated from the school of hard knox
you a class clown, nobody sound how a cat sound
that’s why i had to come back, cause cats is spitting trash now

where the husslers, where the husslers at
all the cats that trap where the fuck you at
i’ve been missing for a minute, put the hussler back
and if you hussle you should fuck with that
where the husslers, where the husslers at
all the cats that trap where the fuck you at
i’ve been missing for a minute, put the hussler back
and if you hussle you should fuck with that
where the husslers at

i’m back on my bullshit, i’m not a matador
but the bull strip, popping like a bull whip
4 5 with the full clip on the bull whip
and i got my knife, you might get your jugular slit
the bull reach, that’s why whores on a bull’s dick
i make a whore strip…
i’m trying to buy some more whips
that’s why i’m trying to buy more bricks and more pounds of that raw piff
every ball raw… and go bunkers like the born swiss
… better than before shit
the game was missing my presence,
i just caught the whip topless like the bitches imperfections,
i be running the strip reckless
that’s why i love that white girl
more than them bitches i’m having sex with

where the husslers, where the husslers at
all the cats that trap where the fuck you at
i’ve been missing for a minute, put the hussler back
and if you hussle you should fuck with that
where the husslers, where the husslers at
all the cats that trap where the fuck you at
i’ve been missing for a minute, put the hussler back
and if you hussle you should fuck with that
where the husslers at.
Cassidy - Guess Who’s Back Lyrics
 

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