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Cash rules everything around me | C.R.E.A.M., get the money | Dollar, dollar bill, y'all
Cash rules everything around me C.R.E.A.M., get the money Dollar, dollar bill, y'all Cash rules everything around me C.R.E.A.M., get the money Dollar, dollar bill, y'all Cash rules everythin' around me I'm about the green, like today's St. Patrick's Bro got the pack in the mail, he's trackin' Gassed as soon as it lands in Gatwick Beef goes hand in hand with the rap ting So we get bands and spend it on She don't wanna fuck me on the first date Then get out of here 'cause I need me a ratchet I'm on a roll, I just hit two hoes, that's one more goal and I got me a hat trick Take man's sweet one Robbins-Baskin Posted up like where are the gyaldem? Blacked out Canada Goose, all matchin' Who's outside? That's me and the mandem Fuck the award ceremony speech, I done it myself, so who am I thankin'? Step in the club, let me see wagwan I'm tryna go yard with somebody's daughter These American girls keep laughin' any time I say, "Bottle of water" She don't wanna pay for her BBL herself, she's lookin' for someone to sponsor Put the Lambo' truck in Corsa, of course I remember the Vauxhall Astra Break her back like chiropractor, slapped it, makin' her eyes roll back Her waist so thin and her thighs all fat, take hits in the gym, but she lipo that Don't call me and talk 'bout crime, I'm prang, I keep on thinkin' my iPhone's tapped I'm grateful that I get by off rap, but I'm not gonna lie, I don't mind the trap Cash rules everythin' around me I'm about the green, like today's St. Patrick's Bro got the pack in the mail, he's trackin' Gassed as soon as it lands in Gatwick Beef goes hand in hand with the rap ting So we get bands and spend it on She don't wanna fuck me on the first date Then get out of here 'cause I need me a ratchet I'm on a roll, I just hit two hoes, that's one more goal and I got me a hat trick Take man's sweet one Robbins-Baskin Posted up like where are the gyaldem? Blacked out Canada Goose, all matchin' Who's outside? That's me and the mandem Fuck the award ceremony speech, I done it myself, so who am I thankin'? After the show, go home, don't trust these hoes, I ain't tryna have groupie sex My bro got pounds in the UPS, do eight reps, then move to the next Don't put down the weight, do supersets, on campus, with the excluded kids I'm sellin' the uni students ket', I'm ringin' my bro, let's two-man step Put on your chains and let's have a dance off Karma's something you just can't run from How did you go on a glide with a drop and flop it? Broski, you only had one job, uh I knew he was broke when mum went to Sports Direct and got me the Dunlop's Next thing you know, she's like, "Where's my son gone?" I'm in the trap house, gettin' my funds up Cash rules everythin' around me I'm about the green, like today's St. Patrick's Bro got the pack in the mail, he's trackin' Gassed as soon as it lands in Gatwick Beef goes hand in hand with the rap ting So we get bands and spend it on She don't wanna fuck me on the first date Then get out of here 'cause I need me a ratchet I'm on a roll, I just hit two hoes, that's one more goal and I got me a hat trick Take man's sweet one Robbins-Baskin Posted up like where are the gyaldem? Blacked out Canada Goose, all matchin' Who's outside? That's me and the mandem Fuck the award ceremony speech, I done it myself, so who am I thankin'? Ahh, you know, I'm not really a newcomer though But I'ma accept it nevertheless
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