youngboy never broke again - cashdoll lyrics
[intro]
(dre beats [?])
[chorus]
he try to run, i blow his back out (i blow his back out)
this for my n+ggas, trappin’, hustlin’
gettin’ that pack out (gettin’ that pack out) (gang)
she think i’m dumb as f+ck ’cause i can’t’t get my protocols (can’t get my protocols)
i need a hoe wit’ money, your b+tch, she a cash doll
your b+tch she a cash doll
she can’t get my bankroll (she can’t get my bankroll)
my b+tch, she a barbie doll
i’on f+ck wit’ stank hoes (i’on f+ck wit’ stank hoes)
pull up wit’ my gang, boy
wit’ guns and a lotta rolls (lotta rolls)
better hide your thang, boy
see you, you know imma’ blow (brr) (brr)
[verse 1]
pull up to my show
diamonds on my neck and on my hands
pull up to the store, wit’ them choppas in a stolen van
i don’t trust no hoe, so i stand in my dawg pants
“lil’ b+tch, you can go!”
you walkin’ out, a new hoe walkin’ in
i got money on my mind, money on my membrane
vvs’s got me shinin’, n+gga, even in the rain
i done posted in valley park, i’m rollin’
dump em’ in a wraith (wraith)
i make my devil g roll, hop out, run down on you, bust your brain (brr)
keep my pipe, boy
try some games and imma’ take your life (rrah)
right on sight, boy
shoot this b+tch ’cause i’on like to fight (pew) (pew)
i’m a python
better cut your grass before the night (brr) (brr)
in that black car
after 12 i don’t stop at light (skrrt)
[chorus]
he try to run, i blow his back out (boom) (boom)
this for my n+ggas, trappin’, hustlin’ (gang)
gettin’ that pack out
she think i’m dumb as f+ck ’cause i can’t get my protocols (can’t get my protocols)
i need a hoe wit’ money, your b+tch, she a cash doll
your b+tch she a cash doll
she can’t get my bankroll (she can’t get my bankroll)
my b+tch, she a barbie doll
i don’t f+ck wit’ stank hoes (i’on f+ck wit’ stank hoes)
pull up wit’ my gang, boy
wit’ guns and a lotta rolls (lotta rolls)
better hide your thang, boy
see you, you know imma’ blow (gang)
[post chorus]
your b+tch she a cash doll
she can’t get my bankroll
my b+tch, she a barbie doll
i don’t f+ck wit’ stank hoes
pull up wit’ my gang, boy
wit’ guns and a lotta rolls
better hide your thang, boy
see you, you know imma’ blow
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