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Cash Flow (Album Version (Edited))
Ace Hood,
Rick Ross,
T-Pain
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We the best Def Jam! I introduce you to Ace! Ace! Let's get money!
Cashflow! It's too easy. We don't count money no more, we way there. Let's get it.
Ayy knock knock, bang bang, where the cash at? You ain't gotta leave you bloody like a, like a, like a
Cause I'm shooting at you thugs like Aflac, then I fall in the sway black Maybach
See I'm back for the money like I left that, see I'll be running on the route where the cash go
And any, interfering with the cash flow, see he can get pumped on like a sicko
Make his body bounce bounce like a 6-4, tall clips chrome lips see the big go
See I'm a dope bad boy like I move, like I move big, through the music so the flow dope
I keep it money over, to the dope club, I need money like a, need more
I'm trying to see it like a monk, cash flow, rubber bands in my pants and a small bankroll
I'll tell you one thing, don't play about mine, I'll be banging on your front door
Wait til' I'm a, til' I'm a come see ya, I'm a come see ya, yeah
I need all my dough, not a dollar store, and if you don't have it then you gotta go
I'm a come see ya, hey, hey, give her a hand in the sky, let her know that we about that
Cash flow, I need it on time, I'm talking bankroll
My money, my money, my money
Cash flow, I need it on time, I'm talking bankroll
My money, my money, my money
And with my money, young, gotta have that
Rubber bands by the grand's in a big bag
Pockets fat like I'm carrying a backpack
A couple grand for the Louis Van Napsack
Understand I'm the man who you can't match
Money man, minivan full of brown bags
Bet a grand any man never top that
Touch money and the gang popped off straps
Get cooped and the top drop right back
I ain't playing Creepy Avenue with no black
But shots like a New Year day black
And I ride all day like a bus pass
Grind hard for the bread and the cash flow
Kick those waifos where the cash go
I'm trying to see it like a monk, cash flow, rubber bands in my pants and a small bankroll
I'll tell you one bankroll, play about mine
I'll be banging on your front door
Every time I come, I'mma come see ya
I'mma come see ya
Yeah, I need all my girls, got another show
And if you don't have it, then you gotta go
I'mma come see ya
Hey, hey, we put our hands in the sky
Let em know that we loud like
Cash flow, I need it on time, I'm talking bankroll
My money, my money, my money
Cash flow, I need it on time, I'm talking bankroll
My money, my money, my money
Big money in the duveau
See the beamers when you pull up in the view
17 and he got his own cue
Burning green, looking living like Nino
Ryan clean wax hit me for the C note
Hang green, get it back with the C low
Mama dead broke, daddy f***ed up
I'mma make him come and hit me with the Rico
Damn it, I'm still in the dope spot
Why the f*** think I pull up in the dope car?
Dope shit, stepping out with the dope
Cartel, so she gotta suck folk
I-D-E-V-I-P
DJ Khaled, M-O-B
Girl so hot, it's so cold
Taking bets, ace won't roll
I'll tell you one thing, don't play up on mine
I'll be banging on your front door
Every time I come, I'mma come see ya
I'mma come see ya
Yeah, I need all my girls, got another show
And if you don't have it, then you gotta go
I'mma come see ya
Leave when I am, then the sky, let them know
That without that cash flow
I need it on time, I'm talking bankroll
My money, my money, my money
Cash flow
I need it on time, I'm talking bankroll
My money, my money, my money
We go by the runners
Just in case you forgot
We did it again
Ace
Cashflow! It's too easy. We don't count money no more, we way there. Let's get it.
Ayy knock knock, bang bang, where the cash at? You ain't gotta leave you bloody like a, like a, like a
Cause I'm shooting at you thugs like Aflac, then I fall in the sway black Maybach
See I'm back for the money like I left that, see I'll be running on the route where the cash go
And any, interfering with the cash flow, see he can get pumped on like a sicko
Make his body bounce bounce like a 6-4, tall clips chrome lips see the big go
See I'm a dope bad boy like I move, like I move big, through the music so the flow dope
I keep it money over, to the dope club, I need money like a, need more
I'm trying to see it like a monk, cash flow, rubber bands in my pants and a small bankroll
I'll tell you one thing, don't play about mine, I'll be banging on your front door
Wait til' I'm a, til' I'm a come see ya, I'm a come see ya, yeah
I need all my dough, not a dollar store, and if you don't have it then you gotta go
I'm a come see ya, hey, hey, give her a hand in the sky, let her know that we about that
Cash flow, I need it on time, I'm talking bankroll
My money, my money, my money
Cash flow, I need it on time, I'm talking bankroll
My money, my money, my money
And with my money, young, gotta have that
Rubber bands by the grand's in a big bag
Pockets fat like I'm carrying a backpack
A couple grand for the Louis Van Napsack
Understand I'm the man who you can't match
Money man, minivan full of brown bags
Bet a grand any man never top that
Touch money and the gang popped off straps
Get cooped and the top drop right back
I ain't playing Creepy Avenue with no black
But shots like a New Year day black
And I ride all day like a bus pass
Grind hard for the bread and the cash flow
Kick those waifos where the cash go
I'm trying to see it like a monk, cash flow, rubber bands in my pants and a small bankroll
I'll tell you one bankroll, play about mine
I'll be banging on your front door
Every time I come, I'mma come see ya
I'mma come see ya
Yeah, I need all my girls, got another show
And if you don't have it, then you gotta go
I'mma come see ya
Hey, hey, we put our hands in the sky
Let em know that we loud like
Cash flow, I need it on time, I'm talking bankroll
My money, my money, my money
Cash flow, I need it on time, I'm talking bankroll
My money, my money, my money
Big money in the duveau
See the beamers when you pull up in the view
17 and he got his own cue
Burning green, looking living like Nino
Ryan clean wax hit me for the C note
Hang green, get it back with the C low
Mama dead broke, daddy f***ed up
I'mma make him come and hit me with the Rico
Damn it, I'm still in the dope spot
Why the f*** think I pull up in the dope car?
Dope shit, stepping out with the dope
Cartel, so she gotta suck folk
I-D-E-V-I-P
DJ Khaled, M-O-B
Girl so hot, it's so cold
Taking bets, ace won't roll
I'll tell you one thing, don't play up on mine
I'll be banging on your front door
Every time I come, I'mma come see ya
I'mma come see ya
Yeah, I need all my girls, got another show
And if you don't have it, then you gotta go
I'mma come see ya
Leave when I am, then the sky, let them know
That without that cash flow
I need it on time, I'm talking bankroll
My money, my money, my money
Cash flow
I need it on time, I'm talking bankroll
My money, my money, my money
We go by the runners
Just in case you forgot
We did it again
Ace
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