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aww shit - cash kidd lyrics

[verse 1: cash kidd]
aw sh*t, n*gga, she a freak when she sucking it
she talk sh*t with it, i got money and respect
i’m a boss, b*tch n*gga, and i wish a n*gga would
like a park bench, n*gga, [?]
i wish a n*gga would
like timmy turner
shoot it til it jam, i need some peanut b*tter
f*ck it, keep busting that b*tch, i need a rubber
have a n*gga rolling, rolling like tina turner
4825, that’s my zip code
my b*tch skinny with a fatty, f*ck a thick ho
if the b*tch ain’t sucking d*ck though, she getting sent home
i’m just tryna see that b*tch thong, like sis co
on my mama, i just bought a chopper, jimmy bought a chopper
[?] just bought a chopper, give a n*gga shots like a doctor
let my money speak, what the f*ck i gotta talk for?
white buffs, black tint, i look like a chalkboard
o.m.f.g., here come cash kidd
[?] movie in this b*tch, this ain’t netflix
put the b*tch legs in the air, like a backflip
hit her from the back, got her running like pack*man

[chorus: cash kidd]
aw sh*t
aw sh*t
aw sh*t
walk in with my squad, aw sh*t
heard them n*ggas want beef, aw sh*t
we finna pull up with the choppers, aw sh*t
b*tch said come through, aw sh*t
she with a couple freak b*tches, aw sh*t
it’s some money on the floor, aw sh*t
well, b*tch, we on our way, hoes like aw sh*t
aw sh*t, n*gga
[verse 2: cash kidd]
number one b*tch, my number two b*tch
she all on my b*lls like a pool stick
gave her good d*ck, now she can’t do sh*t
b*tch can’t walk, she gotta skip like school kids
godd*mn

[verse 3: alwoo]
aw sh*t, i’m crispy on my worst day
told your b*tch to throw that ass back like it’s thirsday
aw sh*t, we in this motherf*cker deep
yes, i got the 40 tucked, now let that motherf*cker sleep
scope on the chopper, just in case i gotta take a peek
chop the doors off his whip, now he riding in a jeap
i ain’t nice to these hoes, if you know what i mean
i’m a pimp, i have a b*tch blow you for that cheese
got a round for every n*gga acting tough this b*tch
i ain’t tryna have kids, but i’ll bust in this b*tch
50 n*ggas with me, we don’t give a f*ck in this b*tch
we empationt, f*ck around and get rushed in this b*tch
i’m a hothead, i’ve better not get bumped in this b*tch
hit stick on my hip, get trucked in this b*tch
i’m strapped, you not, you out of luck in this b*tch
y’all ain’t making no noise, y’all on hush in this b*tch
n*gga
[chorus: cash kidd]
aw sh*t
aw sh*t
aw sh*t
walk in with my squad, aw sh*t
heard them n*ggas want beef, aw sh*t
we finna pull up with the choppers, aw sh*t
b*tch said come through, aw sh*t
she with a couple freak b*tches, aw sh*t
it’s some money on the floor, aw sh*t
well, b*tch, we on our way, hoes like aw sh*t
aw sh*t, n*gga

- cash kidd lyrics

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