lirik lagu cashmoneychip – the news
[intro]
i’ma try to do a little poetry for y’all. it’s an original piece, written by me: flyguy! and i wanna dedicate this piece to all you players and all you ladies out there! the name of this piece is called…
[verse 1: cashmoneychip]
tsunami blue lexus had to tell them ho’s excuse the rant
she just wanns f-ck before the dinner date i’m cool with that
didn’t really have to say much to her cause i’m smooth in fact
lucky number 7 so it’s only right she do the math
every time i get up on that interstate i do the dash
and every time i link up with the heavyweights i do surp-ss
n-gg-s had they fifteens and ain’t know what to do with that
but i’ma take my fifteen and make sure my whole crew relax
eastside supervisor, tool street super driver
sun is out, the ho’s is out, the dice is out, the stoop beside us
took it to the 17th, got my n-gg- $hawk to ride up
broads know we on the block
they pulling up we watch the pile up, yeah
send my b-tch to the store
need them fries extra hot
bubba shrimp with a c-ke
she won’t trip cause she know
that i’m that n-gg- f’srue
that’s how it is when you blend the 7 with hollygrove
but eastside n-gg- f’srue
let’s not get it confused
7th org and the grotto
i don’t be mixing the crews
put some boys on they feet
and gave some n-gg-s some shoes
cashmoney back on the block
so who gon’ give them the news?
[verse 2: $hawk]
i guess it’s gonna have to be me
since way back off the porch and moving verses like some major keys
ship some sh-t to me and now the pack is full of major heat
we gon’ flood the world and everyday we screaming free max b!
them n-gg-s gon’ fail on a mission
because they so soft in the middle
homie just cut your losses
all that barking just proves you the runt of your litter
all of my n-gg-s so gifted
and we all feel the moment i’m shifting
coming to steal your position
so many with pinkies in the air cause we moving so viscous
i’ma need royalties from all of y’all little motherf-ckers
and if i don’t get my money asap i’m gon’ get you sucker (b-tch!)
it’s $hawk slayed with flyguy in velour suits for the summer
and if the temp hit 100-plus then we gotta rock the seersucker
yeesh b-tch, i’m cooking up
i need the beef medium rare with a tomahawk cut
come pour me up, exclusively dusse or clicquot to fill up my cup
i’ma keep pushing that hollygrove
me in a wave got the luxurious sauce
my glory gon’ cover whatever lacoste
a few steps ahead hugo is boss
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