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Welcome 2 AfterCash (feat. ACR) Video (MV)




Performed By: Coreyockk
Language: English
Length: 2:32
Written by: Corey Faulk, Derek Faulk




Coreyockk - Welcome 2 AfterCash (feat. ACR) Lyrics
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Aftercash we the shit
All y'all bitches on my dick
Swear to god nigga
They mad cuz we paid
And we get it cuz we rich hey
Feel like I'm born again
Hang off of the tree like a ornament
It was madness in March
Had a tournament you won't
Like what I do when I'm cornered in
Yeah I don't like too waste time
Bang on these bitches like
Vince on the baseline
I heard through the grapevine
They took all your jewelry
I bet they won't take mine
Questions then ask us your
Bitch had that ass it's too much
Too pass up don't press your bad luck
I'm from the six where
We run that bag up
Brand new watch and you know
It's dipped in water blow her
Back out that's a slaughter
Play the bench and I'm a starter
Yeah but let me rap about my Daughter's and the money stashed Away too put both of the girls
Through Harvard showing them
A way of encouragement and
Inner confidence no hesitation
They fighting obstacles or a opp
Too win phl flights too Bahamas
Getting they tropics in if they
Ever need some assistance I'm
John stockton any problems they
Can come too they father they know I got them heart to hearts while we
Chop it up sitting down
On the ottoman
On the first shot we can bet it all
Been there done it all me and
Ace masked up Jada Pickett
Set it off lame niggas talk about me
They ain't really really ready dog
Ask about me in the streets in the
County really really heavy dog yeah
Drip like this niggas ain't really really
Lit like this ten years straight
Dripping in gucci niggas can't
Drip like this I'm guessing I'm just
The influence doing the shit a nigga
Been doing get off my dick and that's
Been brewing paper talk nigga
I been fluent ahh acr and I'm repping That until the casket drop how
You hating on me and you had your
Shot I'll f*ck you over let the
Magnum pop you small money you
Ain't having guap pizza store I really
Had the spot want the money you
Can have the block own the land
You can have the crops
Own the land you can have the crops
Own the land you can have the crops
Own the land you can have the crops
Own the land you can have the crops
Own the land you can have the crops
Own the land you can have the crops
Own the land you can have the crops
Own the land you can have the crops
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Aftercash we the shit
All y'all bitches on my dick
Swear to god nigga
They mad cuz we paid
And we get it cuz we rich hey
Feel like I'm born again
Hang off of the tree like a ornament
It was madness in March
Had a tournament you won't
Like what I do when I'm cornered in
Yeah I don't like too waste time
Bang on these bitches like
Vince on the baseline
I heard through the grapevine
They took all your jewelry
I bet they won't take mine
Questions then ask us your
Bitch had that ass it's too much
Too pass up don't press your bad luck
I'm from the six where
We run that bag up
Brand new watch and you know
It's dipped in water blow her
Back out that's a slaughter
Play the bench and I'm a starter
Yeah but let me rap about my Daughter's and the money stashed Away too put both of the girls
Through Harvard showing them
A way of encouragement and
Inner confidence no hesitation
They fighting obstacles or a opp
Too win phl flights too Bahamas
Getting they tropics in if they
Ever need some assistance I'm
John stockton any problems they
Can come too they father they know I got them heart to hearts while we
Chop it up sitting down
On the ottoman
On the first shot we can bet it all
Been there done it all me and
Ace masked up Jada Pickett
Set it off lame niggas talk about me
They ain't really really ready dog
Ask about me in the streets in the
County really really heavy dog yeah
Drip like this niggas ain't really really
Lit like this ten years straight
Dripping in gucci niggas can't
Drip like this I'm guessing I'm just
The influence doing the shit a nigga
Been doing get off my dick and that's
Been brewing paper talk nigga
I been fluent ahh acr and I'm repping That until the casket drop how
You hating on me and you had your
Shot I'll f*ck you over let the
Magnum pop you small money you
Ain't having guap pizza store I really
Had the spot want the money you
Can have the block own the land
You can have the crops
Own the land you can have the crops
Own the land you can have the crops
Own the land you can have the crops
Own the land you can have the crops
Own the land you can have the crops
Own the land you can have the crops
Own the land you can have the crops
Own the land you can have the crops
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Writer: Corey Faulk, Derek Faulk
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