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cash kidd - aww shit 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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