"Cash Money Nigga" lyrics
Yeah
Yeah
Aye right now, I'm twisted up
And I'ma hit 'em, bass!
Yeah
Damn Fresh
I'm a hot boy, hot gun hidden in my hot car
Headed to the top, where you goin' at? Not far
I got the block blocked off
Y'all niggas startin' to look like bottles of Cris' I pop ya top off
I take the ring off of mine
And bring it to your eyes now they call you cyclops
What's really good?
You gotcha bitch with ya?
Well is she any good?
I'm tryna get with her
She probably wish I would
This is Tha Carter 2
She movin' like Tha Carter 1
Like Tha Carter 3 is comin' out tomorrow
Young Carter be stuntin' like his father
Understand the money got longer when the group got shorter
Watch yourself girl cause the two by four ya
I love a blowjob and I need an employer
My flow murder
I need a lawyer
I can't beat it, I'm sick I can't treat it
Damn it feels good to be a Cash Money nigga
The grind go harder, the cash get bigger
Damn it feels good to be a Cash Money nigga
The grind go harder, the cash get bigger
I'm a Cash Money nigga, got weapons for days
And my flow so sick it was tested for AIDS
I'm a Cash Money nigga, got weapons for days
And my flow so sick it was tested for AIDS
You know I'm riding like a rock star, higher than a rock star
Cops search my car but my nigga where the rocks are
Don't get rocked you end up with lock jaw
Better yet, Glock jaw, now you look Southpaw
I send so many bullets, you gon' think you was at a free shot bar
Everybody know about me hot boy, the hot boy
Ridin' by myself I don't need a convoy
And me no convo with no 5-0
Cop-o roll the windows up, Mal drive slow
Mal don't shoot 'em, please don't shoot em
Cause they ain't even ready for what me gon' do 'em
They so hardbody but I see straight through 'em
And we pay visits if that shit start to pissin' us off
You niggas get lost
The South got kings but there's only one boss, that's me!
Damn it feels good to be a Cash Money nigga
The grind go harder, the cash get bigger
Damn it feels good to be a Cash Money nigga
The grind go harder, the cash get bigger
I'm a Cash Money nigga, got weapons for days
And my flow so sick it was tested for AIDS
I'm a Cash Money nigga, got weapons for days
And my flow so sick it was tested for AIDS
Fly boy from the South in your mouth ho
Check my tire fly boy put me out (Nope)
I'm throwin' out (Rope), go hang yourself (Brick)
I choke Ninas and strangle TECs it's Weezy F
My girlfriend is Puerto Rican and Korean
She in the best situation she can be in
You know I'm G'd up
You see me T'd up
You see me B'd up
Don't get beat up
I smoke a tree stump
I give it to a nigga face in my Timbs, that's a tree stump
I got my colla up, I'm feelin funky fresh
I move that white shit 'till I ain't got no hunky left
I got an instrument, that you can't prevent
Send ya ass to heaven, say it was heaven sent
So I'ma represent, see niggas came and went
But ever since, I been feelin' like this
Damn it feels good to be a Cash Money nigga
The grind go harder, the cash get bigger
Damn it feels good to be a Cash Money nigga
The grind go harder, the cash get bigger
I'm a Cash Money nigga, got weapons for days
And my flow so sick it was tested for AIDS
I'm a Cash Money nigga, got weapons for days
And my flow so sick it was tested for AIDS
I said bitch, stop talkin' that shit
And buy Weezy F this outfit
I want some Sean John shorts, a gator top
A pair of Birdman Gucci's I don't need no socks
I said bitch, stop talkin' that shit
And buy Weezy F this outfit
I want some Sean John shorts, a gator top
A pair of Birdman Gucci's I don't need no socks
Cause I'm the nigga, the nigga nigga, the nigga nigga
I'm the nigga, the nigga nigga, the nigga
See I'm the nigga you love, the nigga you love
The nigga you love
Bass!
I'm the nigga you love, the one you love to hate
I'm the nigga you love, the one you love to hate
And I'm the nigga she love, who she'll love to date
Holla back
Yeah
Aye right now, I'm twisted up
And I'ma hit 'em, bass!
Yeah
Damn Fresh
I'm a hot boy, hot gun hidden in my hot car
Headed to the top, where you goin' at? Not far
I got the block blocked off
Y'all niggas startin' to look like bottles of Cris' I pop ya top off
I take the ring off of mine
And bring it to your eyes now they call you cyclops
What's really good?
You gotcha bitch with ya?
Well is she any good?
I'm tryna get with her
She probably wish I would
This is Tha Carter 2
She movin' like Tha Carter 1
Like Tha Carter 3 is comin' out tomorrow
Young Carter be stuntin' like his father
Understand the money got longer when the group got shorter
Watch yourself girl cause the two by four ya
I love a blowjob and I need an employer
My flow murder
I need a lawyer
I can't beat it, I'm sick I can't treat it
Damn it feels good to be a Cash Money nigga
The grind go harder, the cash get bigger
Damn it feels good to be a Cash Money nigga
The grind go harder, the cash get bigger
I'm a Cash Money nigga, got weapons for days
And my flow so sick it was tested for AIDS
I'm a Cash Money nigga, got weapons for days
And my flow so sick it was tested for AIDS
You know I'm riding like a rock star, higher than a rock star
Cops search my car but my nigga where the rocks are
Don't get rocked you end up with lock jaw
Better yet, Glock jaw, now you look Southpaw
I send so many bullets, you gon' think you was at a free shot bar
Everybody know about me hot boy, the hot boy
Ridin' by myself I don't need a convoy
And me no convo with no 5-0
Cop-o roll the windows up, Mal drive slow
Mal don't shoot 'em, please don't shoot em
Cause they ain't even ready for what me gon' do 'em
They so hardbody but I see straight through 'em
And we pay visits if that shit start to pissin' us off
You niggas get lost
The South got kings but there's only one boss, that's me!
Damn it feels good to be a Cash Money nigga
The grind go harder, the cash get bigger
Damn it feels good to be a Cash Money nigga
The grind go harder, the cash get bigger
I'm a Cash Money nigga, got weapons for days
And my flow so sick it was tested for AIDS
I'm a Cash Money nigga, got weapons for days
And my flow so sick it was tested for AIDS
Fly boy from the South in your mouth ho
Check my tire fly boy put me out (Nope)
I'm throwin' out (Rope), go hang yourself (Brick)
I choke Ninas and strangle TECs it's Weezy F
My girlfriend is Puerto Rican and Korean
She in the best situation she can be in
You know I'm G'd up
You see me T'd up
You see me B'd up
Don't get beat up
I smoke a tree stump
I give it to a nigga face in my Timbs, that's a tree stump
I got my colla up, I'm feelin funky fresh
I move that white shit 'till I ain't got no hunky left
I got an instrument, that you can't prevent
Send ya ass to heaven, say it was heaven sent
So I'ma represent, see niggas came and went
But ever since, I been feelin' like this
Damn it feels good to be a Cash Money nigga
The grind go harder, the cash get bigger
Damn it feels good to be a Cash Money nigga
The grind go harder, the cash get bigger
I'm a Cash Money nigga, got weapons for days
And my flow so sick it was tested for AIDS
I'm a Cash Money nigga, got weapons for days
And my flow so sick it was tested for AIDS
I said bitch, stop talkin' that shit
And buy Weezy F this outfit
I want some Sean John shorts, a gator top
A pair of Birdman Gucci's I don't need no socks
I said bitch, stop talkin' that shit
And buy Weezy F this outfit
I want some Sean John shorts, a gator top
A pair of Birdman Gucci's I don't need no socks
Cause I'm the nigga, the nigga nigga, the nigga nigga
I'm the nigga, the nigga nigga, the nigga
See I'm the nigga you love, the nigga you love
The nigga you love
Bass!
I'm the nigga you love, the one you love to hate
I'm the nigga you love, the one you love to hate
And I'm the nigga she love, who she'll love to date
Holla back
