Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song My Bloodline , by - Ca$h Out. Song from the album Keisha, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 08.01.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Bases Loaded
Song language: English
My Bloodline |
| Cold, money ain’t got no deadline |
| But getting money, bitch is in my bloodline |
| Ye and at the table man we toasting wine |
| Bought the rollie for the shine, nigga fuck the time |
| My wrist gold, my shoes cool |
| Them bricks cold, how 'bout you |
| Money ain’t got no deadline |
| But getting money, bitch is in my bloodline |
| Get back hoe, I stepped on you |
| Going in on this beast like a terrorist I bombed you |
| Niggas talking about go vote!, I’m voting for Benjamin Franklin |
| 'Cause the money gon' change the world nigga what the fuck you think |
| Land in my bed, Louie V my blanket |
| Money under my mattress, and I’m fucking an actress |
| RT, that’s real talk! |
| Money in my pants, now watch me do the money walk |
| Forley me on, bitch we eat good |
| And we don’t see that top, bitch we see wood |
| That’s court side talking to them players |
| Bitch we’re some bosses so you talkin to some players |
| Cold, money ain’t got no deadline |
| But getting money, bitch is in my bloodline |
| Ye and at the table man we toasting wine |
| Bought the rollie for the shine, nigga fuck the time |
| My wrist gold, my shoes cool |
| Them bricks cold, how 'bout you |
| Money ain’t got no deadline |
| But getting money, bitch is in my bloodline |
| Versace, that be my belt buckle |
| Shit and I keep that pistol nigga I’m my own muscle |
| Been getting money got my own hussle |
| Never been a dick rider, but she’s a dick rider |
| And I got my own wifi |
| Just for these hoes connecting me |
| And the plug keep wanna connect with me |
| Beat the pussy up now I got your man girlfriend cop with me |
| They asking me why the jury act so arrogant |
| And it’s shining hard, ain’t really with that starring shit |
| And my diamonds talk man, ye baby it’s on that para shit |
| And I’m getting overseas money ye baby I’m on that parachute |
| Cold, money ain’t got no deadline |
| But getting money, bitch is in my bloodline |
| Ye and at the table man we toasting wine |
| Bought the rollie for the shine, nigga fuck the time |
| My wrist gold, my shoes cool |
| Them bricks cold, how 'bout you |
| Money ain’t got no deadline |
| But getting money, bitch is in my bloodline |