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f$o ka$h, f$o dinero, & f$o sauce - shhh lyrics

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[intro]
my boys don’t say sh-t

jay cameron

[chrous: f$o ka$h & f$o dinero]

(f$o ka$h)
my boys don’t say sh-t, yeah
my boys just spray sh-t, yeah
problem erase it, yeah
they going ape sh-t, yeah
these n-ggas basic, yeah
if i want it i take it, yeah
we love our cake b-tch, yeah
so we in our cake b-tch yeah

(f$o dinero)
money be coming and going
b-tches be coming and going
all of this money be flowing
i’m about to go cop me a foreign
left my last b-tch cause she got to boring
n-ggas sleep on the kid they be snoring
spend some bands make it back in the morning
we up next boy i swear this a warning

[verse 1: f$o dinero + f$o ka$h + f$o sauce]

(f$o dinero)
n-ggas be hating
cause i’m getting paid, they just want to sleep’
b-tches be patient
what you get in a month, i get in a week’
b-tch i’m a haitian
come do what you want, i’m rollin with z’s
send your location, now we find your -ss right where you sleep

(f$o ka$h)
well, i make her drip drip yeah
then i just dip dip yeah
pull up the whip yeah
now all these b-tches gone flip yeah

(f$o dinero)
i’m smoking that gas, i’m smoking gelato
can’t cuff a b-tch who won’t f-ck who won’t swallow
i sent the trips, so these n-ggas gone follow
drip like a pool, come and find me like marco

(f$o sauce)
see look i done moved up
i run my bands up, i had to go get it
icey like i’m a cooler
i keep the k on the seat, if you with it
i got me and lil twin in the booth
he a shooter, he ride with a tool
all these diamonds i feel like a pool
n-ggas cap they ain’t getting the loot
but lil n-gga i’m with it
if you want problems, i’ll have your block spinning
stressing about money, lil n-gga i’m grinning
what you make in a month, i could make in a minute
(shhhhhh)

[chrous: f$o ka$h & f$o dinero]
(f$o ka$h)
my boys don’t say sh-t, yeah
my boys just spray sh-t, yeah
problem erase it, yeah
they going ape sh-t, yeah
these n-ggas basic, yeah
if i want it i take it, yeah
we love our cake b-tch, yeah
so we in our cake b-tch, yeah

(f$o dinero)
money be coming and going
b-tches be coming and going
all of this money be flowing
i’m about to go cop me a foreign
left my last b-tch cause she got to boring
n-ggas sleep on the kid they be snoring
spend some bands make it back in the morning
we up next boy i swear this a warning



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