Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Cash , by - Waka Flocka Flame. Release date: 07.06.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Cash |
| So pump right out my bong |
| Don’t leave ‘til the whole bong gone |
| 2 Track don’t fear my past |
| Hustlin' for the cash |
| Grindin' for this cash |
| Hustlin' for the cash |
| Grindin' for this cash |
| All I know is. |
| So pump right out my bong |
| Don’t leave ‘til the whole bong gone |
| 2 Track don’t fear my past |
| Hustlin' for the cash |
| Grindin' for this cash |
| Hustlin' for the cash |
| Grindin' for this cash |
| All I know is. |
| I gotta get it, gotta get it, oh the money marathon |
| All I know if flex and grind, what the flock? |
| I gotta shine |
| I wanna hit it, wanna hit it, got that bitch on my mind |
| Ain’t no thin ones over here, you gon get stuck there every time |
| Waka Flocka Waka Flocka, keep the coke up every time |
| Winner ate the stash, it’s alright, can’t lose they mind |
| Late late late, you are my kind, thank you Billy porcupine |
| All I know is takin' paper, aha gla gla gla |
| Always in the hood, ain’t hard to find |
| Get with us if you sell a tone |
| And you mad dog, fuck one time |
| What about yours and what about mine? |
| People tried, can’t stop me, I chui sukaki |
| Where you from, where wait up |
| My squad brick-nopoli |
| Squuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuad! |
| So pump right out my bong |
| Don’t leave ‘til the whole bong gone |
| 2 Track don’t fear my past |
| Hustlin' for the cash |
| Grindin' for this cash |
| Hustlin' for the cash |
| Grindin' for this cash |
| All I know is. |
| So pump right out my bong |
| Don’t leave ‘til the whole bong gone |
| 2 Track don’t fear my past |
| Hustlin' for the cash |
| Grindin' for this cash |
| Hustlin' for the cash |
| Grindin' for this cash |
| All I know is. |
| All I know is Guala Harry bring cash |
| I need all my money, Harry quick fast |
| Don’t plan, ‘xcept you playin' with my check |
| You just had his shoulders, bitch ate a snack |
| I got 2 guys to leave you guys dirty |
| No one fuck with money on your hand, you’ll be found |
| Adios, enough of all this he say she say |
| I say you go down, you just made your pay |
| All he want is fame, pull him on the poster |
| Playin' with my bred, it gets you burnt by the toaster |
| Grind for the cash, hustle for the hell of it |
| Gon say like I just like the smell of it |
| So pump right out my bong |
| Don’t leave ‘til the whole bong gone |
| 2 Track don’t fear my past |
| Hustlin' for the cash |
| Grindin' for this cash |
| Hustlin' for the cash |
| Grindin' for this cash |
| All I know is. |
| So pump right out my bong |
| Don’t leave ‘til the whole bong gone |
| 2 Track don’t fear my past |
| Hustlin' for the cash |
| Grindin' for this cash |
| Hustlin' for the cash |
| Grindin' for this cash |
| All I know is. |