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letra de cash machine - primo luchie

(primo. all day, n-gg-. up top.)

yeah. real n-gg- sh-t

i want a pocket full of dough. yeah. ’bout to set the club on fire with this one:

i want a pocket full of dough, pocket, pocket full of dough
i want a pocket full of dough, pocket, pocket full of dough
i be in it just to win it now you kno-o-ow, woo
pocket full of, pocket full of, mo-ore dough
i want a pocket full of more dough, pocket full of more cash
b-tch i’m on the grind, if you don’t like it than kiss my -ss
the real ones come in first, while them haters coming up last
we on the road to success now baby step on the gas

we living good and we smoking good, too
they don’t like us ’cause them hoes don’t understand what we do
tell that b-tch to mind her business ’cause we refuse to leave a witness
we gon’ get this money, and ride from now until infinit

staying focused: never trust a hater ’cause they bogus
“we ride for those that ride for us:” that be our only slogan
we the truest; n-gg-s out here two-faced like judas
so we strive to change the game and be the best that ever do this

pocket full of dough, pocket, pocket full of dough
we gon’ grind ’til we get it, n-gg-, you already know
to my real gs let’s get it, grinding hard is our hobby
’cause when you make it all them haters do is try to copy

so we stay on the mission, get this paper, no snitchin’
but we don’t sell our souls to get it staying true, did i mention
the world is yours; keep it in your mind
turn your dreams into reality and then go on and shine, just in time

if you the baddest rep it like a savage
that loud gas got me feeling way above average
no group leader; a n-gg- ain’t scared to ride solo
i was taught to not break down and bring you to your front door
don’t play around

our mission is to go get this paper, rather now or later
the end zone is in sight, we stiff ya and then we shake ya
get too close we break ya, the game is televised
fake n-gg-s will be dealt with ’cause your life is full of lies

pocket full of dough, pocket, pocket full of dough
we k!ll a hater with success, homie you already know
every day we live is a blessing, even though we learn this hard lessons
we don’t back down from no one so i don’t know why they be testing

girl just hit the floor, we don’t care ’bout that sh-t
just go bounce it and shake it in front of that jealous–ss b-tch
she don’t like you, it don’t even matter
’cause if you pull the ? out all those girls gon’ run and scatter, ’cause you the baddest
(yeah that’s right girl you the baddest)

(yeah, n-gg-, all day)

my heart

- primo luchie

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