| Oh, Cash Out
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| Whatever I Want
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| They give me whatever
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| He give me whatever I want
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| Your bitch, she give me whatever I want
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| My club, he give me whatever I want
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| When it comes to the mall, I’m gettin whatever I want
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| When it comes to clipse, we shooting whatever you want ooh
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| Fuck you pay me, it’s on my hat
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| What’s on my waist? |
| you know it’s the strap
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| Cop on my shirt, your bitch gon work
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| And I go bizerk, when I’m spittin on these verses
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| I’m killin shit these niggas better call a hurst quick,
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| I’m so sick, my wrist sick, I spit bricks
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| I pop shit, but I show shit when I pop shit yeah,
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| You pop shit just pop shit and I pop shit
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| And I swear my kicks cost a do wop
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| And I swear my wrist costs a half block
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| And I swear I’ll put a whole brick on your head
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| And I swear I ain’t never talkin to the Feds
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| Big blocks I swear, I cashed out I swear
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| So tight with this bread nigga, but these bullets I share
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| I got dubs under that V, I will Dre beats your broad
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| I got blood under my feet, I got plane seats in my car
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| I get a hundred bricks on my arm, I got a hundred stacks in my charm
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| Make it rain, sin city
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| I spend hundred bands on that storm
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| Now don’t fuck around with that cold boy now
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| Young blood on that dough boy now
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| Came up off that dough boy block,
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| Straight up to that billboad spot |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Whatever I Want , by - Ca$h Out. Song from the album Keisha, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп