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cash out - whatever i want lyrics

(intro: cash out)
oh, cash out
whatever i want
they give me whatever i want
he give me whatever i want

(hook: cash out)
your b-tch, she give me whatever i want
my club, he give me whatever i want
when it comes to the mall, i’m gettin whatever i want
when it comes to clips, we shooting whatever you want ooh

(verse 1: cash out)
f-ck you pay me, it’s on my hat
what’s on my waist? you know it’s the strap
copper on my shirt, your b-tch gon work
and i go bezerk, when i’m spittin on these verses
i’m killin sh-t these n-gg-s better call a herse quick,
i’m so sick, my wrist sick, i spit bricks
i pop sh-t, but i show sh-t when i pop sh-t yeah,
you pop sh-t just pop sh-t and i pop sh-t

(bridge: cash out)
and i swear my kicks cost a do wop
and i swear my wrist costs a half block
and i swear i’ll put a whole brick on your head
and i swear i aint never talkin to the feds

(verse 2: french montana)
big blocks i swear, i cashed out i swear
so tight with this bread n-gg-, but these bullets i share
i got dubs under that v, i will dre beats your broad
i got blood under my feet, i got plane seats in my car
i get a hundred bricks on my arm, i got a hundred stacks in my charm
i make it rain, sin city
i spend hundred bands on that storm
now dont f-ck around with that cold boy now
young blood on that dough boy now
came up off that dough boy block,
straight up to that billboad spot

(bridge: cash out)
and i swear my kicks cost a do wop
and i swear my wrist costs a half block
and i swear i’ll put a whole brick on your head
and i swear i aint never talkin to the feds

- cash out lyrics

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