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cashappmafia - all the bitches lyrics

[part i]

[intro: cacity]
cash app, cash app
cash app, cash app

[verse 1: cacity]
(ugh) [?] you motherf+ckers stonin’
bars so mad, make a white b+tch throat sh+t
f+ck so quick that she might start rollin’
bars so sick that you might get covid (uhh, done)
this ain’t enough
i need some drain, put some sh+t in my cup
and i had to [?] my homies were rough
they were shootin’ at dollar general and stuff (for food?)

[bridge: cacity]
i had to break, and i blast yo’ ass
nine+fifty box, and that mystery cash
go to the plug, buy some mystery hash
one motherf+cker didn’t even really f+ckin’ ask

[verse 2: cacity]
got d+ck in her throat, like, b+tch, she a ho
b+tch [?] do not know
[?] breakin’ bones
that’s a p+ssy boy, up, motherf+cker don’t show
man, d+mn, i call yo’ bluff
i saw you grinnin’ like you think you tough
[?]
i’m a baker, if he got the dough, b+tch, cough it up (up), ugh
[bridge: cacity & issbrokie]
cash app (cash app), cash app (cash app)
cash app (cash app), cash app (cash app)
cash app (cash app), cash app (cash app)
cash app (cash app), cash app (cash app)
b+tch (cash—)

[verse 3: issbrokie]
i pull up (ayy) on his block with a group
in my pocket, i’m smokin’ a rock, it’s inside my deposit
she slob on my c+ck, she don’t do it for profit
i’m lockin’ the jaws of these vomited hobbits
i whip out my nuts, she like “homina+homina”
i keep a blade on my back like i’m [?]
rappers so g+y, little b+tch, i won’t talk to ya
lil’ b+tch, i’m so faded, i be smokin’ on zaza, bruh

[bridge: issbrokie]
i’m in a van with [?]
yeah, i’ma tell b+tch she slurpin’ my s+m+n
my [?] b+tch like, “hol’ up, yo’ name stephen?”
i make two bands from am to pm

[verse 4: issbrokie]
yo’ b+tch on my d+ck
b+tch switch on my stick
my fecal, her lips
yeah, i’m really that b+tch
issbrokie too sick
my booty so thick
stay suckin’ on d+ck
b+tch, i be on (yah) yo’ block suckin’ h+lla c+ck
little b+tch, you know i swallow kids
and my ex hates this
[bridge: issbrokie & hal]
b+tch, i pull up, i got h+lla bodies (what?)
i might [?] i’ll k!ll anybody
cashappmafia (yeah) [?] b+tch i’m [?]
yeah, i stay in the cut (yeah) like my goth shawty (yeah), lil’ b+tch

[verse 5: hal]
i’m wit’ yo’ b+tch and she droppin’ my nuts (yo)
pull up, and, lately, i don’t give a f+ck
i’m wit’ yo’ b+tch and she droppin’ my nuts (yeah)
pull up, and, lately, i don’t give a f+ck (yeah)
i’m wit’ yo’ b+tch and she droppin’ my nuts
pull up, and, lately, i don’t give a f+ck (ayy)
i’m wit’ yo’ b+tch and she droppin’ my nuts (ayy)
pull up, and, lately, i don’t give a f+ck (ayy)
f+ck it, p+ssy (yeah), yuh

[verse 6: hal]
i ain’t never met with a b+tch, but she met with a d+ck in the back of a car in the night
yuh, i ain’t never slept with a b+tch
got yo’ mom on my d+ck, and she only be here for the fight
ah, sh+t, i don’t blame her, it’s just what i do
sh+t, i be doin’ her because i’m a—

[part ii]
[intro: cacity]
yo (heh+heh)
ayy, where my zesty mic at?
cash app, cash app, cash app
(let’s+a+go) yeah

[verse 7: cacity]
white b+tches, black b+tches
latina b+tches, asian b+tches
all the b+tches at my place (ooh)
(it’s lit, yo) this is f+ckin’ stupid
ugh, yuh

[verse 8: issbrokie]
yo (yuh), look (let’s+a+go)
ayy
f+ckin’ on a b+tch from the backside (uh)
you stack yo’ money (okay), lil’ b+tch, i don’t stack mine (yuh)
what the f+ck? you worried ’bout a b+tch
i’ma pull up with the glocky and the motherf+ckin’ stick
lil’ b+tch, i’ma slide for the [?]
i’ma pull up on his block, make it pop like mentos
yeah+yeah, shot the team, and you know we go mental
my [?] so big, lil’ b+tch, like pepto

[bridge: issbrokie]
yeah, bar so short, i can run a tech (okay) deck, bro
yeah, yo’ b+tch is a wh0re, she be suckin’ (what?) all ten toes
i’m surrounded (okay) by the b+tches like a (yeah) motherf+ckin’ pack, though
and yo’ b+tch ride (what?) my face ’til my motherf+ckin’ neck broke

[verse 9: issbrokie]
choppa to his face, finna drive (yeah) that rental
i’ma need (yeah) my sp+ce ‘fore i let my choppa let go (yeah)
punch him in his face, now he workin’ (yeah) on his [?]
i might f+ck on yo’ b+tch, i can only f+ck men, though (boom+boom+boom+boom+boom)
shout+out homie jen, dropped the mori with memento
lil’ b+tch, it’s brokie, i’m the motherf+ckin’ sent note
yeah, i’ma get a choppa and blast away that boy [?]
i’ma pull out the bong and smoke away all the fentanyl
oh, yeah

[bridge: issbrokie & hal]
american b+tches (canadian b+tches)
puerto rican b+tches (croatian, yeah)
indian b+tches (latinas)
korean b+tches on my d+ck

[outro: hal]
b+tches on my d+ck, b+tches on my d+ck
b+tches on my d+ck, b+tches on my d+ck
b+tches on my d+ck, b+tches on my d+ck
b+tches on my d+ck, b+tches on my d+ck (yeah)
b+tches on my d+ck, b+tches on my d+ck (yeah)
b+tches on my d+ck, b+tches on my d+ck
b+tches on my d+ck, b+tches on my d+ck
b+tches on my d+ck, b+tches on my d+ck
b+tches, b+tches on my d+ck, b+tches on my d+ck (yeah)
b+tches on my d+ck, b+tches on my d+ck
b+tches, b+tches on my d+ck, b+tches on my d+ck
b+tches on my—
you know, actually, i think you should (f+ckin’ dumbass wh0re) read a book or something

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