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Dirty Ca$h - Hibachi Lyrics



Dirty Ca$h - Hibachi Lyrics




(Yeah, f*ck wit my nigga Kwality this is a one stop shop, you know what I'm saying, in-n-out baby, eatin good)
Oh yeah, uh, I got a big 4.5 and a 12 gauge, and I'm a spit more rhymes til I'm self paid, I got a bitch so live made her self shake
You looking shell shocked, I cook it well rocked, got it poppin' like a chopper when the shells drop
Chop it proper by the block and I don't sell rocks, Saw the Octagon and forgot how to spell stop

I don't ever window shop, I'm a save enough to cop, Lately I been this a lot, I done made a way to make some paper off my thoughts
When I drop another tape it's like I'm weighin' out a block, Any way that I create it you can label as a rocket
I'm a supercharger, poet, meteoric, outer orbit, Anything I want I get it, I ain't with it, I'll ignore it, I'm official when I do it
It's a lot of chicken, I'm pursuing, Hit another split and number two it

Straight drop, y'all tellin' fables like Aesop, I just got paid and I can't stop
Whole lotta crankin' y'all can't top it, Stop it, dollar sign a rhymer chopper like a hibachi
Spotify got me live in Abu Dabi, I was makin' this a business, you was thinkin' it's a hobby
When I take a hit of this I'll immediately leave my body, gone, Out of there, I'ma leave my problems there

I'm the kinda writer that's for hire, I don't volunteer, I just put the fire to the lighter
This is not a drill, not a rhymer, you would are not like Dirty Dollar Bill
Ain't nobody believe it until they seen it, And I ain't seen no reason in competing
I'm chiefin' like I need it, I demonstrated somethin' undefeated

I got a lot to say without repeatin'
You Dig, golden, chosen, lifestyle frozen, I got that big bag loading
I do not sit back loafing, I'm in that left lane floatin'
Dedicated to the day that I started it, And I be chasin' paper till I'm makin' a lot of it

Rap game crazy, think I'm playin' the lottery, Been runnin' the same numbers and I'm hittin' them finally
Let's do it
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(Yeah, f*ck wit my nigga Kwality this is a one stop shop, you know what I'm saying, in-n-out baby, eatin good)
Oh yeah, uh, I got a big 4.5 and a 12 gauge, and I'm a spit more rhymes til I'm self paid, I got a bitch so live made her self shake
You looking shell shocked, I cook it well rocked, got it poppin' like a chopper when the shells drop
Chop it proper by the block and I don't sell rocks, Saw the Octagon and forgot how to spell stop

I don't ever window shop, I'm a save enough to cop, Lately I been this a lot, I done made a way to make some paper off my thoughts
When I drop another tape it's like I'm weighin' out a block, Any way that I create it you can label as a rocket
I'm a supercharger, poet, meteoric, outer orbit, Anything I want I get it, I ain't with it, I'll ignore it, I'm official when I do it
It's a lot of chicken, I'm pursuing, Hit another split and number two it

Straight drop, y'all tellin' fables like Aesop, I just got paid and I can't stop
Whole lotta crankin' y'all can't top it, Stop it, dollar sign a rhymer chopper like a hibachi
Spotify got me live in Abu Dabi, I was makin' this a business, you was thinkin' it's a hobby
When I take a hit of this I'll immediately leave my body, gone, Out of there, I'ma leave my problems there

I'm the kinda writer that's for hire, I don't volunteer, I just put the fire to the lighter
This is not a drill, not a rhymer, you would are not like Dirty Dollar Bill
Ain't nobody believe it until they seen it, And I ain't seen no reason in competing
I'm chiefin' like I need it, I demonstrated somethin' undefeated

I got a lot to say without repeatin'
You Dig, golden, chosen, lifestyle frozen, I got that big bag loading
I do not sit back loafing, I'm in that left lane floatin'
Dedicated to the day that I started it, And I be chasin' paper till I'm makin' a lot of it

Rap game crazy, think I'm playin' the lottery, Been runnin' the same numbers and I'm hittin' them finally
Let's do it
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Writer: David Cockfield
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Performed By: Dirty Ca$h
Language: English
Length: 1:57
Written by: David Cockfield

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