lirik lagu junior the jenius, tripe & willyboi - salsa verde
[verse i] ~ chef shane
ayo
okay, here’s how it played out
i get a call up from my homie trip
telling me he going thru it
brodie whipping to the stakeout
“i’m gone call you back up ina minute”
sends me codes with some coordinates
then proceed told me “it’s on dawg
you take that diamond lane and drive straight”
i got too much on my 9~to~5 day dinner plate
gyrating, i can’t lie, i been up, 6 to 8
contemplating sh~t
“we gone raid the clique that tried to stain our sh~t”
i’m debating this
i call my babies up to tell them
“daddy gone be late again”
i hate to say that sh~t, but gotta say that sh~t
anyways, i phonе them up to hear the b~tch that says ~your call has been forwardеd to~~
what the f~ck dawg, they never~not pick up
tickets ringing in behind me, while i blind~flip duck
picture me~sp~cing out, visions coming in and out
picture me putting my mittens on the burner
let it fry, fist~up
[pre~chorus] ~ chef shane
y’all talk, “ayo, who that is?”
ah, dawg, i’m on, what’s happening?
all palms, we want all that cash sh~t
all palms, we want all that cash sh~t
[chorus] ~ chef shane & trip.e
(sing it wit me now)
we want all that cash sh~t!
(all the players smoking loud)
we want all that cash sh~t!
(bad b~tches in the crowd)
we want all that cash sh~t!
(give it to me now)
we want all that cash sh~t!
[verse ii] ~ chef shane
so i’m throwing my 2020 turbo in reverse
then ~skrrrrt~
0 to 100 for real, if you see me
better mention 24 wheels, rims, limbs, whatever
i pull slow to the location, scope it out
brodie gave the signal
middle men begin to sticking bl!ckies out the window
but sh~t i still just walked in, crescendo
nothing but a razorsharp gyuyo
“if you f~ck with me, what you shoot for?”
i proceed raise the roof off dude floor
water on the stove ringing
watching bro heat a pan up
while his hands swinging
in the moment, grabbed the same pan
placed it on his man’s face
man, you gotta ashtray?
pass the sachet, trip.e
blow it all to dust, just ask shane
i gotta mission to get mines made
death my prom date
cause i’m reaping what i sew
my clothing shawshank
white coat, i either fight broke or let god take
my accolades i’m at at the bank singing~
[pre~chorus] ~ chef shane
y’all talk, “ayo, who that is?”
ah, dawg, i’m on, what’s happening?
all palms, we want all that cash sh~t~
[chorus] ~ chef shane & trip.e
(sing it wit me now)
we want all that cash sh~t!
(all the players smoking loud)
we want all that cash sh~t!
(bad b~tches in the crowd)
we want all that cash sh~t!
(give it to me now)
we want all that cash sh~t!
[verse iii] ~ trip.e
told chef shane it’s time to drop them tickets
i’ve done came a long way from
cooking in the kitchen with rick simpson
making berry bonds off of betty crocker
brownie mix, pound cake
thats five hundred, every 30 minutes
best believe i’ve had to brake a couple eggs
along the way to get this far, and get this hot?
yet it’s not enough
3rd degree burns got my palms are itching
plotting heavy on that jackpot
this that ain’t no coming back from this
ain’t no hit or miss with this sh~t
one life’n, mask up, type sh~t
busting through the spot fully
john wicking, quentin tarantino with it
we gonna need all our chips queso dripped
any means necessary we gon take what’s ours
it’s that f~ck what yo boss say, type sh~t
this that f~ck what they gotta say, type sh~t
this that f~ck what they gotta do, type sh~t
it’s that f~ck what they gonna do, type sh~t!!
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