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CARGO FREESTYLE Video (MV)




Performed By: Cush Wallace
Language: English
Length: 2:45
Written by: Cush Wallace




Cush Wallace - CARGO FREESTYLE Lyrics
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I think I'm in the rapping mood
Chop something up, turn these niggas into rapper food
Couldn't find more drive at a traffic school
Official payback for tryna ride on me after school
You, niggas, I f*cking never been cool with
Come and get shorty to top me off like cool whip
Yeah, I was pretty way before you heard a ASAP
I won't lay a finger on you, niggas, keep a tool gripped
Look at what I'm 'bout to net, that's Badminton
Can't say I got regrets nor bad decisions
Shit, they all led me to here
That's why you listen to your intuition, knew I had the vision
Way before the Ridge and Candace said I was "the man," though
Way before signing off on letters of intent, though
Looking at these plans and business models meeting ends, though
I came up with a style getting better with the pen, though
Plan a play date with your cute friends
I gotta couple scripts, we could role play
You looking Zendaya, hella euphoric
I'm down to try new sex positions if you for it
Understand time and clock and when to move for it
See a goal and I shoot for it
How 'bout we shoot a porn and cast it to projectors?
(Yeah)
Now that's what I call a nude boarding
In the mirror like "Damn, I got flows," niggas
Know some bitches do whatever to get chose, niggas
That's why I keep hand on the money, didn't complain
Improved my home and took Maha's to the Lowe's, niggas
Guess I'ma crafty dude, swag of an athlete, too
Back when dry humping Ashley, who
Was seeing other niggas beside me was the move
And got jealous when I couldn't choose, her
And told her boyfriend to retaliate
And it was like that nigga was just glad to hate
Now I'm walking the world through Hell's alley way
Hope your ears are tainted the most aggy way
As you're protected by your Lord and Savior
Sipping Cris', lewder behaviors
Everyone's asking, who are the neighbors?
To the tune of my haters
On a roll, I might bet the whole house
Rent a jet and then move to Las Vegas
Beats like Mayweather plus more flows to come
If I ain't better than Nip, I'm the closest one
So move over, hoes choose Cushy
Never ditch my ol' lady for new pussy
(Yeah)
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I think I'm in the rapping mood
Chop something up, turn these niggas into rapper food
Couldn't find more drive at a traffic school
Official payback for tryna ride on me after school
You, niggas, I f*cking never been cool with
Come and get shorty to top me off like cool whip
Yeah, I was pretty way before you heard a ASAP
I won't lay a finger on you, niggas, keep a tool gripped
Look at what I'm 'bout to net, that's Badminton
Can't say I got regrets nor bad decisions
Shit, they all led me to here
That's why you listen to your intuition, knew I had the vision
Way before the Ridge and Candace said I was "the man," though
Way before signing off on letters of intent, though
Looking at these plans and business models meeting ends, though
I came up with a style getting better with the pen, though
Plan a play date with your cute friends
I gotta couple scripts, we could role play
You looking Zendaya, hella euphoric
I'm down to try new sex positions if you for it
Understand time and clock and when to move for it
See a goal and I shoot for it
How 'bout we shoot a porn and cast it to projectors?
(Yeah)
Now that's what I call a nude boarding
In the mirror like "Damn, I got flows," niggas
Know some bitches do whatever to get chose, niggas
That's why I keep hand on the money, didn't complain
Improved my home and took Maha's to the Lowe's, niggas
Guess I'ma crafty dude, swag of an athlete, too
Back when dry humping Ashley, who
Was seeing other niggas beside me was the move
And got jealous when I couldn't choose, her
And told her boyfriend to retaliate
And it was like that nigga was just glad to hate
Now I'm walking the world through Hell's alley way
Hope your ears are tainted the most aggy way
As you're protected by your Lord and Savior
Sipping Cris', lewder behaviors
Everyone's asking, who are the neighbors?
To the tune of my haters
On a roll, I might bet the whole house
Rent a jet and then move to Las Vegas
Beats like Mayweather plus more flows to come
If I ain't better than Nip, I'm the closest one
So move over, hoes choose Cushy
Never ditch my ol' lady for new pussy
(Yeah)
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