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cash kidd - thank god 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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