2 Doe - Cash Money

Yea
All this ice on ain't gotta turn the lights on
When you in the jungle gotta watch out for the pythons
You wanna run ya money up then get it right gone
This shit motivational ain't tryna make no hype song
Shit I feel like juvenile back in ninety nine
Running up that cake don't tell me that I can't
I use to ask my mama nem for gas money
But now a nigga surviving off of gas money
Money don't sleep on me ain't got no bape on
Motivational when I speak but they still gon hate some
With all this parmesan shoulda packed a rajon
Clip long like a sandwich from jimmy johns
Run it up and I do my birdman hands
Packs just came in from buddy look like jeremy lin
Niggaz always ask for something but never what I need
Always got they hands out like I ain't got no seeds
Get the fuck up out my face shit I'm on a paper chase
Gotta make mo cake today how the fuck you ain't make sho I'm straight
Had to hold shit down one deep was feeling just like weezy
But I made that shit look good even when they didn't believe me
Wanna be a big tymer drive lamborghini
Eat crab lobster and steak wit the shrimp penne
Yelling get ya roll on pockets gettin they swole on
2 Doe not a friendly guy he keep that pole on
All this ice on ain't gotta turn the lights on
When you in the jungle gotta watch out for the pythons
You wanna run ya money up then get it right gone
This shit motivational ain't tryna make no hype song
Shit I feel like juvenile back in ninety nine
Running up that cake don't tell me that I can't
I use to ask my mama nem for gas money
But now a nigga surviving off of gas money

Written by:
Johnny Colvin

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