KO Kelly - CASH (feat. Nelo) Lyrics

I gotta whole lotta chodie
The rocks in the rollie she told me to cop that
That bring a whole lotta woadies I pass her to brodie cause that bitch is not that
That come with plenty more dollars more money more problems boy I gotta drop that
See I think I need me some Jesus cause I got a whole lotta money
And I gotta whole lotta cash
I gotta whole lotta bitches now
And they shake a whole lotta ass
But I don't care about the money
See I put that bitch in a bag
And I put that pack on the road
And I get to flipping it fast
See I get to flipping it fast
Hold up
Hit a lick and hit the road
Then split it with the bros
Dream team dream team
Hold up
Hit em with a pick and roll
I ain't living how you think
I been cleaning up the dough
Cash money in the bank

Feed the beast
Moving like I need to eat
Really could've took easy street
But I paid my dues
For the plugs on avenues
Trapped rock when the cash was due
For the broken children
Way too far from home
All alone in abandoned buildings
It's noise upstairs
And we still ain't hit the ceiling
Hit the sack when I hit a milly
I got the money I got it in cash
Shorty a cancer she make it clap
I make it smear I make it pap
Before we was poppin where they was at
They on my dick not on my tab
So all of that blah blah irrelevant
She on my dick like it's Medicare
Take regular doses of medicine
I get the cup and I pour
Cause none of that feeding my soul
All of the cars and clothes diamonds and gold money and hoes I never sold
I think I need me some Jesus
I got a whole lot of drugs
I got a whole lot of bread that I give to the plug for smoke in my lungs

I gotta whole lotta chodie
The rocks in the rollie she told me to cop that
That bring a whole lotta woadies I pass her to brodie cause that bitch is not that
That come with plenty more dollars more money more problems boy I gotta drop that
See I think I need me some Jesus cause I got a whole lotta money
And I gotta whole lotta cash
I gotta whole lotta bitches now
And they shake a whole lotta ass
But I don't care about the money
See I put that bitch in a bag
And I put that pack on the road
And I get to flipping it fast
See I get to flipping it fast
Hold up
Hit a lick and hit the road
Then split it with the bros
Dream team dream team
Hold up
Hit em with a pick and roll
I ain't living how you think
I been cleaning up the dough
Cash money in the bank

I got the biggest bag the biggest bag
Dropped out I missed class
I didn't pass bitch
I been hitting licks getting rich quick cash dispatch and kick back
To the trap house mapped up strapped up and blacked out
Then we crash town and spazz out and cash out lil nigga
Ahh yeah
F*ck you thought
See thats the attraction
I been relaxing
I gotta run up a bag and I'm boutta do it in fashion
Niggas is actin
I cannot f*ck with no has been
Yeah I'm in love with the action
I got a felony back in the joint I will never be
All of my niggas is packing
All of em splashing
All of my enemies asking
How did I get to the front but they on the backend
I had to run up a backend
Now I can do what I want
Ain't no more distractions

I gotta whole lotta chodie
The rocks in the rollie she told me to cop that
That bring a whole lotta woadies I pass her to brodie cause that bitch is not that
That come with plenty more dollars more money more problems boy I gotta drop that
See I think I need me some Jesus cause I got a whole lotta money
And I gotta whole lotta cash
I gotta whole lotta bitches now
And they shake a whole lotta ass
But I don't care about the money
See I put that bitch in a bag
And I put that pack on the road
And I get to flipping it fast
See I get to flipping it fast
Hold up
Hit a lick and hit the road
Then split it with the bros
Dream team dream team
Hold up
Hit em with a pick and roll
I ain't living how you think
I been cleaning up the dough
Cash money in the bank