Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cash Jeans, artist - Sage The Gemini.
Date of issue: 09.03.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Cash Jeans |
Eyy, I pull up and Lucci got the other rock |
How you got a attitude and you are just a 5 |
My girl a apple, you a dell |
That’s why I’m only sayin hello from the other side |
You know me, I’m the motherfuking shit |
Shoot your tongue out your mouth, watch me hit a fucking lick |
Next up, zero in my muhfucking wrist |
Only your girl 'round me, how much I’m ramming this bitch |
Pull like I’m postal yeah, Confused where we throw 'em at |
Thing where the rover at, my niggas gon cock it back |
I never taught them that and we cannot hold 'em back |
Blam, to the back of the bus where they want Rosa parks at |
I know you see me, you sending shots, I ignore that |
I’m flexing in this bitch and your girlfriend adore that |
You tryna play this game and get your girlfriend took |
You can have her if you can get the bish to look |
I ain’t tripping lil' nigga |
I Got Cash in these skinny jeans (Woah damn woah) |
Lil' bitch, you ain’t a friend of me (But you know dat doe, woah) |
Moon-walking on my haters like I’m Billy Jeans (Woah) |
I got cash in these skinny jeans (Woah shit) |
I pull out the car with the cash in these jeans |
Young, hot nigga, I’m like hundred degrees |
Got rid of the Bentley 'cus I wasn’t really feeling it |
I’ma buy a Ghost or a BMW for Halloween |
I ain’t seen my backyard ever since I bought the place |
I wanna shop, it’s closed, I just contact the place |
Got paid for 30k, I don’t care 'bout the check |
I just want the front cleared, that’s my damn parking space |
I’m driving on the road like a ass-hole |
I’m from here, I don’t need no map hoe |
My car all black on black tho |
So black it should have a name and a Afro |
Holla at your muhfucking boy when you see him |
Black white, ying yang, Twins BM BM |
And she know, when I call, it’s for the check |
Collect caller, when I call, it’s to collect, yeah |
I Got Cash in these skinny jeans (Woah damn woah) |
Lil' bitch, you ain’t a friend of me (But you know dat doe, woah) |
Moon-walking on my haters like I’m Billy Jeans (Woah) |
I got cash in these skinny jeans (Woah shit) |