lirik lagu sadat x - ka-ching
featuring hy tymes
[hook]
i know ya b-tches like mink and cl-ssy things
holdin’ karats by ya ear with ya prepaid rings
gettin’ called by a thug n-gg- flippin’ them things
talkin’ to ya how he want cause he think he a king
this sh-t swing right next to his pocket, ka-ching
took ya in and out of town, show that -ss some things
wrap ya body up in gl-ss, call ya miss bling bling
now tell ya friends about that cause it don’t mean a thing
ka-ching ching
[verse 1]
yo on the real, yo the ho is a freak
gave me head in the car, i mean right in the street
and if ya don’t believe me then ask my n-gg-s ya meet
live up on my block, sell p-ssy for free
it don’t smell, if it did i was high of the drink
intoxication is a f-ck if my d-ck could think
he’d probably tell me… slow down
new york is ho town
close ya pants n-gg- or ya might go down
f-ck a hole through ya condom now ya -ss got a child
now ya know that ain’t cha’ style
don’t wanna claim it, move away a hundred miles
called for child support and that -ss blew trial
stressed out thinkin’ what cha’ gonna do now
gray tones growin’ with a sharper tone than al’s
saxophone n-gg- blowin’ money by the notes
stickin’ us to get paid, i’m bustin’ seeds in they throat
ya gets no fur on ya coat if you ain’t hustle this c-ke
jigga said it aint a thing, ka-ching, it ain’t a joke
it’ll make ya grab ya totes and be out and reload
and me, a business man, like to see my money grow
and motherf-ck a ho, i ain’t trickin’ no dough
they haters with vibrators, they don’t wanna see me though
[hook]
[verse 2]
lay out broads with the haze, lay out for two days
might tease the adventure
see me freaked out with two chicks smashin’ em’ out
like a n-gg- had two d-cks
and the breeze done shook all the leaves off the trees
leads to homicide with the suit jacket
who want the keys in the tight package
i walkin’ past the park with spark
that’s in the plain clothes har-ssin’ the same n-gg-s
and smashin’ the same hoes
my lil’ son sammie hold the weasel
behind the phone booth and the wall is the teasil
with em’ up, we gon’ live like ghetto stars, how we are
we gon’ f-ck with all the broads and drink sh-t out the bar
we gon’ sn-tch a b-tch too, throw em’ in back of the car
money boss be a force
blast a gun in exhaust
i don’t want it no more, who had they coat and they ring on the fourth floor
yeah, let’s get these broads and get the f-ck outta here
[hook]
[verse 3]
i got p-ssy on my mind
but gotta keep it on the grind
track the wrong b-tch, l-sted for a life of crime
gotta sign, got the blind
that’s why i f-ck em’ feed em’
duck em’ leave em’
then act like i don’t need em’
because i don’t need em’
they all lyin’ so you can’t believe em’
f-ckin’ scandalous and they so conceited
they make a n-gg- heart stop breathin’
she whorin’ every time he snorin’
f-ck a n-gg- where he sleepin’
that’s why trey gon’ change the game
f-ck a b-tch, f-ck a sl-t, f-ck a wh-r- be about cha’ caine
ka-ching and don’t forget cha’ change
something to spin when ya tipsy
and ya tip over in the range rover
ride it into october
f-ck it, ya lived once plus the end is comin’ closer
[hook]
[various ad-libs to fade]
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