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yung cash register aka lil broomstick – copperbottom lyrics

[verse 1]
22 bands my left hand chilling
in a new van, with my other hand steering
monopolowa, in my dash cam sippin
p-ssy n-gg- run when i’m ak gripping

need a new watch, cause my time ain’t ticking
i just shoot my shot, on the clock, blake griffin
feeling like im aang, all i know is water whipping
like my ex, i’m the sh-t

prada on my jeans i got
pockets full of green
pouring all this lean i don’t
mumble when i speak

posted with a beam red dot
rudolph on your spleen i be
smoking on this green that i
got from charlie sheen

got racks (rach) in my shack (shach), i be spending dough
i keep heat on my body like abednego
i brought stacks, in my past i had a penny woah
but i still, ride or die, with my city though

[chorus]
i whip it i whip it i mix up this plate though, put in some bacon, some lettuce, and mayo potato pot(ah)to tomato tom(ah)to and
pina colada hakuna matata
f-ck what you say n-gg- that is my motto
swerve round’ the corner when i push down on the throttle, i be
cruising down the line, when my eyesights on a model, like girl, what you, want to, do with me
get on this leather, and saddle my horse
hop on this d-ck like an obstacle course

[verse 2]
hold up, wait, put it reverse
acting like you bout it, but you had to rehe-rs- (he-rs-!)
talking that sh-t n-gg- will get you merked (merked!)
young diddy kong, but my hoo haa won’t work (nerfed!)

cash registers are my fantasy (fantasy)
my dreams go beyond, like infinity (infinity)
a b-tch talking sh-t like she brittany (oh no)
i knock that b-tch out like i’m kennedy (ayy!)

i got some head from the back of the truck
she bit my d-ck, i’m like “nani tf”
ice on my body like yetis r us
only difference is that i’m not bankrupt

copperbottom jeans, with the boots and the rust
metro ran out of people he can trust
i got addicted to money and l-st
i’m like a broomstick, yall n-gg-s are dust

put a hole, in a n-gg- like some cheerios
til his body touch down, n-gg- superbowl
i take rounds out your back, like it’s merry go
like a menstral cycle, i gotta mean flow

[chorus]
i whip it i whip it i mix up this plate tho, put in some bacon, some lettuce, and mayo potato pot(ah)to tomato tom(ah)to and
pina colada hakuna matata
f-ck what you say n-gg- that is my motto
swerve round’ the corner when i push down on the throttle, i be
cruising down the line, when my eyesights on a model, like girl, what you, want to, do with me

get on this leather, and saddle my horse
hop on this d-ck like an obstacle course [2x]

- yung cash register aka lil broomstick lyrics

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