Frank Math - Cashmere Floormats Lyrics

Uh huh its Frankie baby
Or Franklin Benjamin Matthews I should say
Lets go nigga
Uh huh uh
She said she like my Cashmere Floormats
Keep it 100 with her
Hundred dollars to the door man
Uh huh uh
She said she like my Cashmere Floormats
Keep it 100 with her
Hundred dollars to the doorman
Yo
She 5 foot 5 153 pounds
Bad lil mama you never catch her around town
Told me that she love me
I told her I rather you loyal me
Told her that Im gon respect you for im adorning you
See she don't know about the grams
Don't know Im a God
She don't know Frank Benjamin Matthews
She know Farod
Flashback to the days I was moving hard
White Benz flying down Arthur Ashe Blvd
Let the top down baby so you could see
I gotta know that you gon ride before I take a knee
Nevertheless St. Patrick in the flesh
No Tariq no Rayna just a little more dangerous
Uh uh
She said she like my Cashmere Floormats
Keep it 100 with her
Hundred dollars to the door man
She said she like my Cashmere Floormats
Keep it 100 with her
Hundred dollars to the doorman
Bad bitch magnet
I thank God for the grams she could have it
I thank God no more living like a savage
I think back to the days I was bagging
So much that my hands was cramping
She don't know about the Black Money Mob ties
She don't know about the black mask
She see me in my suit and tie
Hoes wit thick thighs be the wise of rich guys
But not this guy nigga I'm the Gram God
She said she like my Cashmere Floormats
Keep it 100 with her
Hundred dollars to the door man
Frankie baby
Yo She said she like my Cashmere Floormats
Keep it 100 with her
Hundred dollars to the doorman
Yes Frankieeeeee
Or Franklin Benjamin Matthews I should say