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Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M get the money
Dolla dolla bill hoe
Nah forreal hoe
Need a real hoe
Yea a field hoe
Go and kill hoe
Swinging my door in this bitch face just like a rockstar
Meet a new bitch like everyday, don't keep a roster
Swinging my dreads in this bitch face just like some Rasta
And she told me inside the club she slurp like pasta
Yea pop pill like a pop star
Hangin out the top of the drop
Do the whole thing on a cop car
I get rich and just poor out a pint of this wock
Fuck it
I go to school make teacher suck it
I ball on the beat give them buckets
I got a bucket of this made her chug it
No I can't fuck on that hoe if she chunky
Yea she was eatin that Joe she was lunchin
I was just looking like "Where the bad bitches at"
Cause I'm coming
I was just saying like please do not take her back how i done her
I was just geekin' but i'm not loafin bro
Cause they might gun ya
I was just walking with a really big load
To keep it a hunna
I was just running shit I'm a target
I know, I do not give one fuck
Getting more money than these niggas and these hoes
I'm really a youngsta
All of these bitches in the city give throat
And I do not fuck them
I was telling you the truth bitch
I get Nike checks from just doing it
We not talking convo when we shoot the shit
Make this shit look Eazy-E we ruthless
So icy like Gucci
I do cop no Louie
Put this hoe in Cha Nay Nay
No cap bitch i'm a bool kid
I'm a shooting star, and I aim high when I do it
Count fast the lifestyle, hiweezy the movie
Count cash and blessings, fuck her in jacuzzi
Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M get the money
Dolla dolla bill hoe
Nah forreal hoe
Need a real hoe
Yea a field hoe
Go and kill hoe
I rock shit you never seen before on a whore
I don't do Dior, I rock Jadore, I was bored
Cash just touch down, i do my celly when I score
I know I'm so extra but i don't care cause I want more
I just ball no morals, you don't know what your in for
I was rocking jewelry I didn't get out of the store
I just had a bussdown I lost to a whore
I had put 7 thousand on the hairs of my arm
Karma is so real, I can feel it when it's far
I can't tell you how I feel but I keep it in my heart
My shoes add two inches to my outfit
I took bitch to count fast island $100,000
I can't pop out with this bitch no we's not lying
She lay down in the bed but we weren't lying
I can't tell you what we did cause it was private
Just know she put saliva on my privates
Don't know when I am dying
Say my presence lively
You gotta spread this shit with everybody
My life online you watching
I feel like iCarly
You can be my Karlae
I will be your slimey
Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M get the money
Dolla dolla bill hoe
Free all my gunnas
Free my Mudd Bruddas
I gotta go up top cause I won't go under
It take a boss to do some boss shit
And I'm still Lil Bossy, in this bitch with boss kid
How much did it cost here
And we got a lotta shell