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WxyneDeniro - Cash Rules Lyrics



WxyneDeniro - Cash Rules Lyrics
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Aye
Niggas don't know how I live
My momma, she couldn't believe
My papa he couldn't believe
Making all these racks at 18
Shii
I couldn't believe
Started the grind at age 13
When no one could ever believe
I was on a mission
I just had the vision
I just had this paper on my mind
F*ck it, I
Cash Rules Everything Around Me
C.R.E.A.M
Get the money
Dollar, dollar bills, yall
Cash Rules Everything Around Me
C.R.E.A.M
Get the money
Dollar, dollar bills, yall
Cash Rules Everything Around Me
Cash
Cash
Cash Rules Everything Around Me
He missing em shots
He extended the clip
I never trip on no hate
Quit stirring the pot
In Fact
Get outta kitchen
Bring Demolition
She always gone crash in my crib
Shii
It look like a derby
Bend her like Barbie
Shii you do got a sis
F*ck
Can't make her no auntie
Came to the party
Boy was inhaling the whip
Drip dress like a Nkabi
Bring out the pachi
Not that I smoke, I be swerving
Farm
Up on a hill
Shutting a deal
My boy with a seven-16
A.K deleting your dome
Ain't loving my bitch I'm loving my chrome
I'd probably go back to a taper
Purple and yellow Ferrari
It look like a Laker
Keeping this flow I'm impressive
300 horse is Mopar
Just minding my business
Business be cooking the mill
Get out your feelings and get in the money
That tracky ain't getting itself
Master this shit need a black belt
Keeping it chill
The dollars be making themselves
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Aye
Niggas don't know how I live
My momma, she couldn't believe
My papa he couldn't believe
Making all these racks at 18
Shii
I couldn't believe
Started the grind at age 13
When no one could ever believe
I was on a mission
I just had the vision
I just had this paper on my mind
F*ck it, I
Cash Rules Everything Around Me
C.R.E.A.M
Get the money
Dollar, dollar bills, yall
Cash Rules Everything Around Me
C.R.E.A.M
Get the money
Dollar, dollar bills, yall
Cash Rules Everything Around Me
Cash
Cash
Cash Rules Everything Around Me
He missing em shots
He extended the clip
I never trip on no hate
Quit stirring the pot
In Fact
Get outta kitchen
Bring Demolition
She always gone crash in my crib
Shii
It look like a derby
Bend her like Barbie
Shii you do got a sis
F*ck
Can't make her no auntie
Came to the party
Boy was inhaling the whip
Drip dress like a Nkabi
Bring out the pachi
Not that I smoke, I be swerving
Farm
Up on a hill
Shutting a deal
My boy with a seven-16
A.K deleting your dome
Ain't loving my bitch I'm loving my chrome
I'd probably go back to a taper
Purple and yellow Ferrari
It look like a Laker
Keeping this flow I'm impressive
300 horse is Mopar
Just minding my business
Business be cooking the mill
Get out your feelings and get in the money
That tracky ain't getting itself
Master this shit need a black belt
Keeping it chill
The dollars be making themselves
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Writer: Wayne Sedibe
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Language: English
Length: 1:30
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