| Tell them niggas ok
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| Quality street music on deck
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| Revolutionary anthem
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| This is the captain
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| Kill Bill in the building
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| Every hood nigga stand up to this
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| We hustle to survive doing whatever just to eat
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| So fuck a 9−5 we gon get it out the streets
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| Stay calm for the grind cuz they put me on feet
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| I’m a fool in the kitchen, I’m a motherfucker beast
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| I’m in the high twenty so my prices ain’t steep
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| That mean I came cheap competition can’t compete
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| Thank God for the hustle, thank god for the hustle
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| Thank God for the hustle, thank god for the hustle
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| Thank God for the hustle
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| We hustle any other nigga no sleep
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| Spring, winter, fall, summer time in the heat
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| Up and down i-10 like I’m hot shottin
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| With the hard working corn but its not popping
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| Throw it in the microwaves like a hot pocket
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| That overwhelming scent that’s what I got locking
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| Make the get class like I’m shot blocking
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| Motumbo work my risk that’s how I got watches
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| President Gerolly and my besel sick
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| That mean they call that code there’s levels to this shit
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| Til I count a meek milliony bitch I’m going in
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| Game seven I’m Lebron bitch I play to win
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| I make the weight hard and I’m a Houston Rocket
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| And you can ask them other turners nigga Houston got it
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| Leaning on these nigga til I fall asleep
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| It’s time to order bitch I gotta eat
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| I came here to set the streets on fire
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| I won’t stop until my whole block high
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| I got all this cash on me
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| I got all this cash on me
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| They told me get it none stop
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| Go to my block rock
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| If I see it and I want it, I get it that’s how I want
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| I got all this cash on me
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| I got all this cash on me
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| Hit out the park, top a the ball game
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| All you nigas hate, I’m glad that ya’ll came
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| Did it for the streets never for myself
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| Don Ke motherfucka the swag is somethin else
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| The top still near, the block still here
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| Hard head only ride
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| Yea the block still here
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| That’s just captain, repping for that family
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| Hatters gotta sit back down they can’t stand me
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| Seven thirteen, the dream is no phony
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| Stepping in here with thirty bands on me, homie
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| I say each time that I love to ball
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| I keep a lot a cash on me, ready to spend it all
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| Hustle non stop, do this for my city
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| I won’t stop until my whole block get it
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| I got all this cash on me yeah, I still grind just like a G |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song All This Cash on Me , by - Lil Keke. Song from the album Money Don’t Sleep, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп