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cash gash - realtomino lyrics

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[hook]
cash gash, mane i’m big t, still a emo boy riding valet
back in the day she wouldn’t jacking me, now that b*tch wanna jack me all day, fifty shades of grey
this ain’t what you want, give him nasty work like it’s sanford son
got a asian b*tch she like cnc, told her no t**th, better use ya tongue like ponygon!

[verse 1]
it’s not my fault, i’m just better
when i spot him, like a leopard
we put holes in him, play connect 4
b*tch on each arm, hugh hefner
n*gga too real for the fake (huh!)
trade a whip get a tank (huh!)
made a side out the main
n*gga you reach i teach, splash ya brains (bleghh)
get a nеw broad, get a new gun, get a nеw one next day (huh!)
sh*t im cool on, all the new clones, but still like true religion jeans (yuh!)
b*tch i’m too cool for this scene
b*tch i’m coach carter, n*gga running his team
b*tch i live in h*ll, cemetery, jail, smoke in the air
steamboat willie

[verse2]
diamond my t**th so i talk with a lisp
been on the block rocking rocks since a jit
they used to clown me and laugh at my fit
i say now n*ggas rock what i already did (dc the kicks!)
don’t like to lie i don’t get in the mix
unless n*ggas play with my bread or my b*tch
might sn*tch the wig off his head
might make a he*rs* out the benz
he play it wrong and i’ll turn john wick
n*gga you play with gang like a record gon spin
feel like i’m griffith, too big for my britches
my cult is a covenant i hang with witches, witches n’ brewl n’ bubbly
sipping on muddy
i’m k!lling, i’m k!lling my liver
get in that whip and i slide like akira
n*gga rockstar lifestyle, new jimmy hendrix
red light district you can’t stop the pimpin’
lil n*gga check how i’m living
can’t talk she busy
i get her wet like a beach in miami
yeah they tried to jam me
they did they little bit of damage
but the captain came back cuz the n*ggas jump shipping
yeah i cannot stop winning
i’m breaking my limits
lil n*gga know i’m a star, i got stars in the ceiling
lil b*tch i seen 20 before 20, i know i’m worth millions
lil b*tch i got big dog status, paint the block red like clifford
[post hook]
too real for the fake (huh!), made a side out the main (huh!), get a new broad, get a new gun, get a new one next day (b*tch!), i ain’t spoiled just paid well, i f*ck her and her and her like chain mail, feel like deadpool with a baby leg, n*gga can’t die so i can’t fail

[outro]
cash gash, mane i’m big t, still a emo boy riding valet
back in the day she wouldn’t jacking me, now that b*tch wanna jack me all day, fifty shades of grey
this ain’t what you want, give him nasty work like it’s sanford son
got a asian b*tch she like cnc, told her no t**th, better use ya tongue like ponygon!
(ponygon sounds)

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