cash kidd & kash doll - sit & play lyrics
[intro]
coach me, joey
ayy, kd
joey (f+ck wrong with n+ggas?)
[verse 1: kash doll]
i got ho n+ggas, bro n+ggas, young, grown n+ggas (yeah)
thinkin’ i’ma go easy, f+ck wrong with ’em? (f+ck wrong?)
flexin’, but ain’t spendin’, take that sh+t home with you
a name don’t be sh+t, you a broke known n+gga (bum)
fake tough, lame hand always on your glock
makin’ hype stories ’bout imaginary opps
do i see a twenty in your roll? i cannot (i can’t)
i can tell you ain’t got it by the band on your watch
i don’t care if you a trapper, we can’t play the same fit
i can’t show no mercy for n+ggas who ain’t rich (poor)
five figures ain’t enough to stunt, try six
the chain on yo’ neck don’t measure up to my wrist (hahaha, wow)
you must not know my son got a fifty ball (huh)
you been bankrupt since covid, i’m sick of y’all
every day, my money gettin’ muted, i can’t sit and talk
quick to put p+ssy over pape’, man, i’m scared of y’all
[chorus: kash doll & cash kidd]
i ain’t impressed ’bout no dinner or no movie date (uh)
what i’ma do with forty dollars? i need 40k
you ain’t spendin’, we ain’t kickin’ ’cause you in the way (in my way)
go find another b+tch, i ain’t finna sit and play
i ain’t impressed by your p+ssy, b+tch, what else you do?
i need a couple ms to put me in a better mood
these n+ggas fallin’ hard for hoes, they need a parachute, huh
sittin’ ’round, dorky as h+ll, that sh+t weren’t ever cool
[verse 2: cash kidd]
i just told a bad b+tch, “leave me alone, go get your hoes up”
she think she the catch ’cause she a cute, broke bum
b+tch done let the lamest n+ggas hit, but mad i won’t f+ck, huh
i’m in diamonds, runnin’ ’round like a home run (ayy, ayy)
my side b+tch so turnt, n+ggas jealous, yeah (turnt)
i just flew her out the hills like she cinderella, ha
ayy, n+ggas lame to me, yeah
ayy, these hoes don’t bring nothin’ to the table but some stank coochie (ha)
yeah, i hate a broke cute b+tch, they all messy (ayy)
gold on my b+tch like she spent the night with r. kelly (woah)
big chanel purse full of racks, hit the mall ready
blowin’ bands on her weave like she bald+headed
[chorus: kash doll & cash kidd]
i ain’t impressed ’bout no dinner or no movie date (uh)
what i’ma do with forty dollars? i need 40k
you ain’t spendin’, we ain’t kickin’ ’cause you in the way (in my way)
go find another b+tch, i ain’t finna sit and play
i ain’t impressed by your p+ssy, b+tch, what else you do?
i need a couple ms to put me in a better mood
these n+ggas fallin’ hard for hoes, they need a parachute, huh
sittin’ ’round, dorky as h+ll, that sh+t weren’t ever cool
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