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letra de cash rules - prayforjoeyy

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[chorus]:
cash rules
i get money f-ck the rules
if that b-tch she f-ck the gang
then you know she bad news

caught that n-gga tryna hang
you ain’t even with the crew
i just pull up fully loaded
yea my n-ggas they ready to shoot

smoke with my dogs i feel like snoop
i hit the stash in the back of the boot
she wanna f-ck in the back of the coupe
look at my eyes and she seeing the moon

designer my jeans feel comfortable
if she wanna eat i ain’t paying no bill
if she suck this d-ck then maybe i will
i just open that p-ssy then pop like a pill

[verse]:
i’m on the perks i feel above
smoking on gas got me high like a dove
told her i’m leaving she say she don’t trust
f-ck all that sh-t i can’t fall in love
f-ck the cops man i been on the run
they copy and paste man these n-ggas my sons
all of this water on me like a gator
yea i pull up with these sticks like a ranger

you know i ain’t scared of none of these n-ggas
bunch of clout chasers these n-ggas ain’t major
i don’t f-ck with these rappers these rappers they haters
she see all my diamonds she think i’m a slayer

220 on the highway i feel like a race
i get to the bag yea i feel like a laker
these n-ggas so fake but they diamonds is faker
swift in that whip got me feeling like taylor

all of this drip on me came cross the border
she out of line have to put her in order
all of this ice on me like i’m ben baller

money so long yea my money so taller
i take your main b-tch i might take your daughter
i got these pills on me just like a quarter

n-ggas is lame and they still droppin’ cd’s
my b-tch she bad she a model like gigi
gotta pay me twenty bands just to meet me
i got that ice on my neck i got vvs
i’m on the internet you still on tv
i don’t f-ck with no n-gga that’s still on the tv

but i’m still popping drugs
my lean it came from the ground
she say that she wanna f-ck
told her can’t fall inlove

said we can’t fall inlove
why you you always inlove
told her don’t hold no grudge
this ain’t no love that’s l-st
these diamonds on me they bust

[chorus]:
cash rules
i get money f-ck the rules
if that b-tch she f-ck the gang
then you know she bad news

caught that n-gga tryna hang
you ain’t even with the crew
i just pull up fully loaded
yea my n-ggas they ready to shoot
smoke with my dogs i feel like snoop
i hit the stash in the back of the boot
she wanna f-ck in the back of the coupe
look at my eyes and she seeing the moon

designer my jeans feel comfortable
if she wanna eat i ain’t paying no bill
if she suck this d-ck then maybe i will
i just open that p-ssy then pop like a pill

- prayforjoeyy

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