Cash Erewhere
(专辑: The Road To Stay Trippy - 2014)
[Juicy J:] We trippy mane! It's your boy Juicy J
with my homie Mike Will Established in 1989 The
mixtape niggas going down Shut a
fuck up! We stay trippy nigga We stay high We stay in the
strip club We stay spending motherfucking money You niggas know it... shut the
fuck up Fuck, fuck fuck... let's get ratchet The
drugs, the
cash I
got cash erewhere Nigga this a
cash year And I'm countin up a
cash like a
cashier Cash got me ballin, nigga that's what cash do Cash got these bitches doin nuts like a
cashews Gettin cash overseas, and I'm still in California Talkin to the
foes while I'm rolling marijuana Boy u
get money like me u
do what [?] u
wanna I
pull up in the
mansion and u
pull up in a
hunna Big bank rolling, no control Open dough, remote control Juicy J, I'm always blowing Million records, I
don't sold Paper ain't paper no more, throw money all on this hoes Checkin the
[?] suits, make it so fuck if you rose When we getting to the
room, now they buckwild To the
hotel [?] I
got cash erewhere Nigga this a
cash year And I'm countin up a
cash like a
cashier Cash got me ballin, nigga that's what cash do Cash got these bitches doin nuts like a
cashews [Ace Hood:] Okay, now whips crib jewelry gang, all cash Yellow bitch, hella fit, pretty face, all ass Rolley on the
inner state, you just watching whole ass I
don't state the
inner state, I'll be chasing brown bags Rolex on me flooding make them bitches going duffle bag Nothing less than 20k and you can kiss my brown ass Pause, no homo, get cheese, no photos But still I
hit the
scene and that's so low all on my photo Man I
keep my 9
on me my nigga don't be a
dodo With you paper lie, my super stray Real nigga drop a
fortune in a
realest state I'm talking money mula, like YMCMB doe It's we the
best in YMCMB you know how that go And that's big money we blow, propably be out with your ho Telling no [?] to sun doe nigga you already know ... nigga you already know [Juicy J:] I
got cash erewhere Nigga this a
cash year And I'm countin up a
cash like a
cashier Cash got me ballin, nigga that's what cash do Cash got these bitches doin nuts like a
cashews [?] cause my money straight Got more rides than a
fur I'm slangin for no kates I
got anything you want just name a
time and place I'm the
massive man, call me Dr. Chase I'm with my Gucci bitch higher purp by cloud Try to rob me get that pistol to your eyebrows Boy your mama ain't gon miss ya they know that u
gone By the
time they find ya won't be nothing left on bones Sleep off in the
kitchen (ho), fuck a
bed Ain't no fool in the
trap house number is We move them thangs worn [?] Don't do a
cruches for me bitch, that's a
[?] I
got cash erewhere!