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meek mill – straight cash lyrics

[intro:]
straight cash, straight cash
b-tch, i’m like a register
straight cash, straight cash
b-tch, i’m like a register
straight cash, straight cash
b-tch, i’m like a register

b-tch, i’m like a register
b-tch, i’m like a register
b-tch, i’m like a register

money, cars, clothes, and hoes
i don’t get enough of them
hating -ss fraud n-gg-s, no, we don’t f-ck with them

straight cash, straight cash
b-tch, i’m like a register
straight cash, straight cash

yeah, a hundred hundreds, that’s ten stacks
sitting in my pocket, you get that?
i f-ck your girl, give your b-tch bad
pull up in that benz, hold up, girl, he get that
oh, he did what? i be shutting on ’em
even the n-gg-s with them bricks saying i got nothing on ’em
look at the jag boss, let ’em run up on ’em
and i be dumping on ’em
yeah, i got something for ’em
rock 17 in my seven jeans
do them n-gg-rs dirty, it be a bl–dy scene
i like my yayo white and my money green
it’s ba, b-tch, f-ck that other team
all you n-gg-s rest, you ain’t f-cking balling
i be sh-tting on these lames like they r-t-rded
i eat rabbit stew, go and get your artist
1 am and hustling, you should f-cking call us

straight cash, straight cash
b-tch, i’m like a register
straight cash, straight cash
b-tch, i’m like a register
straight cash, straight cash
b-tch, i’m like a register

b-tch, i’m like a register
b-tch, i’m like a register
b-tch, i’m like a register

money, cars, clothes, and hoes
i don’t get enough of them
hating -ss fraud n-gg-s, no, we don’t f-ck with them

straight cash, straight cash
b-tch, i’m like a register
straight cash, straight cash

20 grand, you don’t understand
i’m my miami ocean drive on f-cking hands
she ask me who i be, i said, “the f-cking man”
let’s cut the bullsh-t, is we f-cking, man?
somebody wake me up, swear to god i’m dreaming
lamborghini, hundred miles an hour and i’m leaning
banging flames, too, they say my style the meanest
swagger on 100, i got it from nemos
the money here, the b-tches, too
you need some paper, this what you do
call my n-gg- up, he say who’s in to you
you tell him “me” you pay for one and he gonna give you two
dope boy turned rapper now
somebody let them haters out, i back them down
benjamins, we count them by the pound
i was broke as a joke, but guess who’s laughing now

straight cash, straight cash
b-tch, i’m like a register
straight cash, straight cash
b-tch, i’m like a register
straight cash, straight cash
b-tch, i’m like a register

b-tch, i’m like a register
b-tch, i’m like a register
b-tch, i’m like a register

money, cars, clothes, and hoes
i don’t get enough of them
hating -ss fraud n-gg-s, no, we don’t f-ck with them

straight cash, straight cash
b-tch, i’m like a register
straight cash, straight cash

f-ck a money machine, i’m a money machine
all my n-gg-s, they get it, yeah, run in the team
i ain’t chasing the paper, it be running to me
n-gg-s talking that money sh-t till they run into me
i ain’t saving sh-t, i’mma blow it all
i’m miami king of diamonds so i’mma throw it all
keep them haters from ‘round me, them n-gg-s throw me off
i was bored, i was quiet, now i be showing off

[outro:]
straight cash, straight cash
b-tch, i’m like a register
straight cash, straight cash
b-tch, i’m like a register
straight cash, straight cash
b-tch, i’m like a register
b-tch, i’m like a register
b-tch, i’m like a register
b-tch, i’m like a register

- meek mill lyrics

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