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johnny ca$h (rap) - snatch ya plate lyrics

[intro: johnny ca$h]
yeah
let’s go
yo
we gon get that garlic bread
haha
yeah
yah mean?
that parmesan cheese, baby
ca$h with a dollar sign
ch+ching
take a sip of this water, cuz
cash, do it to em!
it’s warm in here
ak+47!

[verse 1: johnny ca$h]
lower your tone, be cool, calm, and quiet
my schedule so full, gotta check the palm pilot
homie, you tired
i told you once: don’t try it
looking for some work? i’m the one, so you’re hired
it’s not a problem to caress the clip
shake a sucker off quick, then molest his chick
this cash kinda on the crazy end
keep the contact cloudy, get it swazyin
22’s to small for the coupe i dive in
price out of your range, it’s so much on the high end
i fly in like pelican fly
it’s 6:30 cause it took me forever to shine
it’s 6:30 and i’m rich by a quarter to 9
the time read 8:30 cause according to mine…
your career ain’t important as mine
plus your paper just a little small portion of mine
[hook: johnny ca$h and philthy rich]
for 450, he’ll crack your face
get a lil hungry, might sn+tch yo plate
yeah, yeah
yanamean?
crack yo face
let’s go
sn+tch yo plate
yeah
for 450, he’ll crack your face
get a lil hungry, might sn+tch yo plate
dolla, dolla bill, y’all
let’s go
crack yo face
ay, it’s philthy, n+gga
sn+tch yo plate (aaah, look)

[verse 2: philthy rich]
n+ggas hating like it’s in season
you went broke or really mad his b+tch keep leavin
the trackhawk, h+llcat, a demon
leave his block taped off, my young n+ggas demons
they call me big 59 in my hood
got a big fine b+tch rolling up my wood
she wanna f+ck with me, she gotta step her standards up
used to play for oakland saints with b sanders, bruh
a lotta rich n+ggas in the rich city
i made sure all my n+ggas got rich with me
rollie on my bottom b+tch, she match a n+gga fly
she got more ice than these rappers, i can’t even lie
you know i keep a 100 blues on me
mike amiri jeans, no trues on me
new f&n, no stock, ho
i got rich off the b+tch, no stock, ho
[hook: johnny ca$h and philthy rich]
for 450, he’ll crack your face
get a lil hungry, might sn+tch yo plate
yeah, yeah
yanamean?
crack yo face
let’s go
sn+tch yo plate
yeah
for 450, he’ll crack your face
get a lil hungry, might sn+tch yo plate
dolla, dolla bill, y’all
let’s go
crack yo face
sn+tch yo plate
yeah

[outro: johnny ca$h}
and there you have it
c+a dollar sign, man
dollar bills, y’all
y’all gon feel me though, i promise y’all that
here it is, baby, everybody eat

[instrumental]

- johnny cah rap lyrics

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