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juda jmar - cash only lyrics

[verse 1: french montana]
thousand chain frenchie kodak
want my flow back
bullets hit cha call him mister never get ya ho back
100 grams i throw that
and yo b-tch i stole that
b-tches pray to the wave true religion throw back
got the streets you know that
that respect you owe that
paying fold to the hov cuz my n-ggas grow that
foot on n-ggas neck, serving n-ggas c0ke
cross iced out like you seen him with the pope
f-ck the beef cook and steak up
all that grind got to cake up
get so high might never wake up
put it in a pop break the brick up
chunky on the leg, shot my n-gga trae
wild safari in the closet n-gga f-ck a mink
i’m a product of that product in a pot
hole hit you from the roof turn ya cope to a drop road
montanna dave distribute like fontana spray like all in for da tray ,c0ke

[hook]
never get ya ho back, 100 grams i throw that x3
work work work work work.. twerk b-tch

[verse 2]
hateing on me, its all good
funk n-ggas, its all good
lay it down, send her home, she got a man but she told me its all good
overtime, its all good
weekends, its all good
eating foie gras drinking white wine, trust me its all good
d-mn juda that boy really trying to skyscr-pe
throw it in play to win, coldgame high stakes
annihilating compet-tion, dope dilate your vision
n-ggas hibernate im wide awake so f-ck you pay attention
enviroment im living kinda shady but i risen
parifornia with my n-ggas, somewhere foreign trying to get it
i hustle smarter not harder i don’t need a sponsor
dope uncut like a virgin, pre madonna

[hook]

[bridge]
sfc nyc all the way out to paris

[hook end]

- juda jmar lyrics

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