Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Ice CubeНазвание : Cash OverДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : rap hip-hop gangsta rap west coast hip hop Видео:
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[ice cube] Be gone you fuckin peon, got the don furious Talkin on the phone got the federal curious I`m serious! i don`t give a fuck where he is Snatch him out the factory, bring his ass back to me How the fuck you think i got the name bossalini? punk Mack god rap genie, you can`t see me Up in this game ever since you was a lame Y`all train at my school, nigga i rule You never make me holla, smokin on a fifteen dollar From across the water, watch your daughter She might catch the holy ghost from this rap sermon While you vermin smokin sherman, i`m rollin somethin german, bitch Money earnin makin mo` money (ching ching) Enemies look so funny, with they clothes bummy Don`t need no honey, that`s right Cause i`m thinkin with my big head, fuck what my dick said! Chorus: ice cube We puttin cash over ass, each and every day Go on let the players play.. (the hustlers) (we some money makin motherfuckers.. i know that you love us!) We puttin cash over ass, each and every day Go on let the players play.. (the hustlers) (we some money makin motherfuckers.. i know that you love us!) [ice cube] Now who`s that nigga got these bitches lookin silly? me! I`m the big willie for rilly, the real dilly You can ask phillie cause i got a year`s supply (yup!) You must want to die, don`t get the lye After dark up at griffith park, shallow grave For the mark check his heart, the game about to start Big thangs automatic pu-tang (automatic) Keep your mind off them bitches, eyes on your riches If it twitches give it stitches If it jiggles or switches, fuck and take pictures, now I`m livin in a two-point zone, and i`m still bumpin Call me in the clutch, ain`t lost my touch Nigga what? on the microphone If i drove it in the video, bitch, i can drive it home Tight as a corleone You got to get your own, baby get on, now Chorus [ice cube] Get your ass up and go to work, cause you know On payday, nigga that shit gon` hurt Fuckin with a skirt instead of handlin your bizness Rich dude, now you got to make three wishes I`m suspicious, of any motherfucker puttin fuck over finance `specially fuckin up my plans I`m the boss, i can be late But you`ll never see her and me, over currency Givin you the third degree, cause you got Too many broke bitches and you like bankin for a penny Stop fuckin on them dum-dums Find one with some ass and some income Who wanna win? who wanna spin? Who wanna make, twenty-five eight? me Ice cube the great.. pushin rhymes like weight Chorus 2x Never put that hoe, in front of that dough nigga For what? (never... fuck a bitch nigga) For what? she ain`t gon` love you if you ain`t got no dough fool (bitch fuckin with me got to be workin, gettin paid yaknahmsayin?) Gotta come up, scrilla scrilla y`all (never ass over cash nigga) Scrilla scrilla y`all (we greedy) Cha-ching! (she can get some cd`s, push some keys) Cha-ching! (ha ha ha, make the bitches shake they tit-ties) Cha-ching, cha-ching! (over my knee) Cha-ching, cha-ching! (never ass over cash) Never ass over cash | Похожие исполнители:
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