Been
Sheesh
Sheesh
Sheesh
I just woke up
I ain't really got a lot to say
Just might pour up
That's just something for the bad days
I just smoked some
Cloud symbols like I'm bat mane
I don't know her
She just want me 'cause the cash came
But I done been broke before
Smoked a lil' roach before
Bagging these hoes before
I need more cash than most
Real get chose
I done been chose before
Never gone flex for show
Chasing these racks
Double that back
It's gross
Ain't about stacks
I'm gone
Imma need that and mo'
Exact
'Cause I need
Cash
Money
Bands
Hundreds
Dance
For me
Bags
Coming
I want it
My summer
I run it
I'm coming
If it ain't gwapanese
Then bitch don't talk to me
'Cause I need a lot of cheese
Talking' bout blue and green like Monopoly
Like we hit the lottery
Now if you gone shop with me
Know you can't shop for free
'Cause I want it all
I can go cop with I want
And these niggas coping plea's
Sheesh
Chasing the backend
My connect on the west side
Got me feeling like Mack 10
With a big pole
Navigating through big snow
Got it looking like Aspen
Look
I done been broke too
Now I done broke through
F*cking these commas up
Put that there on my mama them
That a nigga done broke loose
Look
I need a bunch of cash
Stuffed in a duffle bag
Making these plays
Like I'm a running back
I'm up like a hundred pack
Look
Niggas ain't talking to me
If that shit they talking don't come with a fee
I'm straight out the east
A nigga no sense like BG
The boy been four hundred degrees
Huh
Milah - Cash Money (feat. Promise the Gahd) Lyrics
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Been
Sheesh
Sheesh
Sheesh
I just woke up
I ain't really got a lot to say
Just might pour up
That's just something for the bad days
I just smoked some
Cloud symbols like I'm bat mane
I don't know her
She just want me 'cause the cash came
But I done been broke before
Smoked a lil' roach before
Bagging these hoes before
I need more cash than most
Real get chose
I done been chose before
Never gone flex for show
Chasing these racks
Double that back
It's gross
Ain't about stacks
I'm gone
Imma need that and mo'
Exact
'Cause I need
Cash
Money
Bands
Hundreds
Dance
For me
Bags
Coming
I want it
My summer
I run it
I'm coming
If it ain't gwapanese
Then bitch don't talk to me
'Cause I need a lot of cheese
Talking' bout blue and green like Monopoly
Like we hit the lottery
Now if you gone shop with me
Know you can't shop for free
'Cause I want it all
I can go cop with I want
And these niggas coping plea's
Sheesh
Chasing the backend
My connect on the west side
Got me feeling like Mack 10
With a big pole
Navigating through big snow
Got it looking like Aspen
Look
I done been broke too
Now I done broke through
F*cking these commas up
Put that there on my mama them
That a nigga done broke loose
Look
I need a bunch of cash
Stuffed in a duffle bag
Making these plays
Like I'm a running back
I'm up like a hundred pack
Look
Niggas ain't talking to me
If that shit they talking don't come with a fee
I'm straight out the east
A nigga no sense like BG
The boy been four hundred degrees
Huh
Sheesh
Sheesh
Sheesh
I just woke up
I ain't really got a lot to say
Just might pour up
That's just something for the bad days
I just smoked some
Cloud symbols like I'm bat mane
I don't know her
She just want me 'cause the cash came
But I done been broke before
Smoked a lil' roach before
Bagging these hoes before
I need more cash than most
Real get chose
I done been chose before
Never gone flex for show
Chasing these racks
Double that back
It's gross
Ain't about stacks
I'm gone
Imma need that and mo'
Exact
'Cause I need
Cash
Money
Bands
Hundreds
Dance
For me
Bags
Coming
I want it
My summer
I run it
I'm coming
If it ain't gwapanese
Then bitch don't talk to me
'Cause I need a lot of cheese
Talking' bout blue and green like Monopoly
Like we hit the lottery
Now if you gone shop with me
Know you can't shop for free
'Cause I want it all
I can go cop with I want
And these niggas coping plea's
Sheesh
Chasing the backend
My connect on the west side
Got me feeling like Mack 10
With a big pole
Navigating through big snow
Got it looking like Aspen
Look
I done been broke too
Now I done broke through
F*cking these commas up
Put that there on my mama them
That a nigga done broke loose
Look
I need a bunch of cash
Stuffed in a duffle bag
Making these plays
Like I'm a running back
I'm up like a hundred pack
Look
Niggas ain't talking to me
If that shit they talking don't come with a fee
I'm straight out the east
A nigga no sense like BG
The boy been four hundred degrees
Huh
Writer: Kamilah Adger, Drew Johnson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid