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jimmy from da block - cash lyrics

[hook: jimmy from da block] x2
i got cash
i got stacks
got a bag full of racks
i got b-tches
and they bad
let me hit it from the back
took his b-tch
out the crib
now she sucking on a d-ck
finna hop in a whip
young jimmy i’m the sh-t

[verse 1: jimmy from da block]
i got cash
i got stacks
gotta bag full of racks
i got hoes h-t my phone
they all know i’m the man
and we ride real slow
counting dough
benjamins
boy you old
and you broke
you count
george washington’s
i’m on top of the world i can’t see you
and i’m higher past the skies i can’t see blue
i can see you n-gg-s fake like you see through
and i’m just living life ain’t no sequel
from my neck
to my wrist
b-tch i’m icy
and ion give a f-ck you like me
yo b-tch sucking d-ck for some money
you needs some new clothes b-tch you b-my
you dusty
you ugly
we stunting
it ain’t nothing
counting hundreds
and twenties
and fifties
we get money

[verse 2: jimmy from da block]
okay
my b-tch she is the baddest
don’t f-ck with an average
she call me daddy
she got the fatty
she told me to grab it
i pull her hair when i’m smashing
i wanna be me a mansion
my money it yall the grand canyon
money in my pockets
we don’t use the wallets
got drip like a faucet
i’m just be honest
i took yo b-tch cause i thought it was funny
don’t see you get money cause i know you is fronting
you say you shooter you bluffing
cuz if they send shots you’d be ducking
look at my chains how they shining
i am up next get behind me

- jimmy from da block lyrics

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