thank god - cash kidd lyrics
[verse 1]
i ain’t giving these n*ggas passes
i ain’t kissing these b*tches’ asses
ain’t sh*t sweet like an easter basket
[?]
man, this b*tch tryna f*ck me and bro
we playing roles like we don’t know
pockets stuffed with cheese like a pizza roll
hit the club, throw it in the air like it’s pizza dough
let’s go
diamonds dancing like player’s club
n*gga, i ball, but i ain’t a [?]
man, they hate too much, but don’t make enough
n*gga, i’m off the hook, can you hang me up?
i f*ck and leave, i ain’t making love
stop boosting, boy, those ain’t your guns
y’all playing tough, i spray it up
put that dot on you like a lady bug
n*gga, i don’t make diss songs, i make house visits, what’s your address?
keep your mouth closed like bad breath, for i give you the tech like a mad reff
lil n*gga
tatted up [?]
i’m too crispy like [?]
she ain’t my b*tch, but i’m her n*gga
get your top blew, [?]
if you suck d*ck, i thank god for b*tches like you
if you [?], i thank god for n*ggas like you
all [?] my roof
she in my room with no pants like winny the pooh
oo
thank god
[chorus]
[?] a n*gga, you should read about it
i’m so fresh, you should see my closet
if you broke, i don’t need your comment
if her head good, i’ma make a tweet about it
shout out my real n*ggas
shout out my real b*tches
for all y’all, i k!ll n*ggas
they hating on me, i still get it
if you a real n*gga, i thank god for n*ggas like you
if you a real b*tch, i thank god for b*tches like you
[verse 2]
shout out to my n*ggas on the 6
my b*tch shaped like a bolling pin
if i ain’t f*ck your baby mama, then i know who did
watch my old hoes hop back on my d*ck when i post the stick
watch this
bust [?] dry lips
i don’t give a thot sh*t
i don’t care if the b*tch dying, i won’t give her a penny, that’s nonsense
[?] mad ass b*tch, tryna work it out [?]
b*tch, cut it out, like jada pinket
at the end [?] set it off [?]
they talking beef, but ain’t ready for it
[?] snitch, soon as you shoot at them, they telling on you
on my mama, her head so cold, i’ma f*ck around and catch nimonia
n*gga, don’t push me, ’cause i’m close to the edge like california
if you brownskin, i thank god for b*tches like you
[?] i thank god for b*tches like you
i say head first, like she diving into a pool
then i send her home, like she got suspended from school
oo
[chorus]
[?] a n*gga, you should read about it
i’m so fresh, you should see my closet
if you broke, i don’t need your comment
if her head good, i’ma make a tweet about it
shout out my real n*ggas
shout out my real b*tches
for all y’all, i k!ll n*ggas
they hating on me, i still get it
if you a real n*gga, i thank god for n*ggas like you
if you a real b*tch, i thank god for b*tches like you
[verse 3]
[?] n*gga
i don’t give a f*ck, we hit hood rats and foreign b*tches
i don’t even smoke, but i’m pouring liquor
my n*gga [?], he blowing trees like it’s stormy, n*gga
turning up til i can hardly see
i remember days when it was hard to eat
now it’s all on me [?]
i’m in the parties free, and i brought the heat
[?] that’s my f*cking n*gga
he be going in like a [?]
don’t f*ck with him, ’cause he’ll leave a n*gga with an open top like a soda pop
[?] now we on the top, if i ain’t getting money, then i’m on the block
f*cking with a b*tch if she throwing twot
i’ma catch it all like pokemon
this sh*t easy, ain’t sh*t sweet
i make it look good, like photoshop
and if a f*ck n*gga ohe me gwop, i’ma run in his crib like [?]
ee an opp, blow an opp
don’t be surprised, n*gga, we them guys
you faithful, but she cheating live
don’t cuff that b*tch, she a thot
i f*ck a b*tch, and then make her talk to the copshand like [?]
you love these hoes, i thank god for n*ggas like you
’cause when i’m done, she gon’ need a ride
good looking
[chorus]
[?] a n*gga, you should read about it
i’m so fresh, you should see my closet
if you broke, i don’t need your comment
if her head good, i’ma make a tweet about it
shout out my real n*ggas
shout out my real b*tches
for all y’all, i k!ll n*ggas
they hating on me, i still get it
if you a real n*gga, i thank god for n*ggas like you
if you a real b*tch, i thank god for b*tches like you
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