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Исполнитель: Ice Cube
Название песни: Cash Over
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Ice Cube - Cash Over текст песни, lyrics

[Mack 10] 
Whassup Cube dog? 
I got this bitch-ass nigga right here 
Y'know, fuckin with this tramp-ass bitch 
Puttin her before the scrill' all the time, yaknowhatI'msayin? 
Man I got this nigga transcripts, and every-mother-fuckin thang 
Tellin this bitch all my mother-fuckin business 
Puttin ass over cash everyday 
Nigga fuck that, this Westside 

[Ice Cube] 
Be gone you fuckin peon, got the Don furious 
Talkin on the phone got the Federal curious 
I'm serious! I don't give a fuck where he is 
Snatch him out the factory, bring his ass back to me 
How the fuck you think I got the NAME Bossalini? Punk 
Mack God Rap Genie, you can't see me 
Up in this game ever since you was a lame 
Y'all train at my school, nigga I rule 
You never make me holla, smokin on a fifteen dollar 
from across the water, watch your daughter 
She might catch the Holy Ghost from this rap sermon 
While you vermin smokin Sherman, I'm rollin somethin German, bitch 
Money earnin makin mo' money (ching ching) 
Enemies look so funny, with they clothes bummy 
Don't need no honey, that's right 
Cause I'm thinkin with my big head, FUCK what my dick said! 

Chorus: Ice Cube 

We puttin cash over ass, each and every day 
Go on let the players play.. (the hustlers) 
(We some money makin motherfuckers.. I know that you love us!) 
We puttin cash over ass, each and every day 
Go on let the players play.. (the hustlers) 
(We some money makin motherfuckers.. I know that you love us!) 

[Ice Cube] 
Now who's that nigga got these bitches lookin silly? Me! 
I'm the Big Willie for rilly, the real dilly 
You can ask Phillie cause I got a year's supply (Yup!) 
You must want to die, don't get the lye 
after dark up at Griffith Park, shallow grave 
for the mark check his heart, the game about to start 
Big thangs automatic pu-tang (automatic) 
Keep your mind off them bitches, eyes on your riches 
If it twitches give it stitches 
If it jiggles or switches, fuck and take pictures, now 
I'm livin in a two-point zone, and I'm still bumpin 
Call me in the clutch, ain't lost my touch 
Nigga what? on the microphone 
If I drove it in the video, bitch, I can drive it home 
Tight as a Corleone 
You got to get your own, baby get on, now 

Chorus 

[Ice Cube] 
Get your ass up and go to work, cause you know 
on payday, nigga that shit gon' hurt 
Fuckin with a skirt instead of handlin your bizness 
Rich dude, now you got to make three wishes 
I'm suspicious, of any motherfucker puttin fuck over finance 
'Specially fuckin up my plans 
I'm the boss, I can be late 
but you'll never see her and me, over currency 
Givin you the third degree, cause you got 
too many broke bitches and you like bankin for a penny 
Stop fuckin on them dum-dums 
Find one with some ass and some income 
Who wanna win? Who wanna spin? 
Who wanna make, twenty-five eight? Me 
Ice Cube the great.. pushin rhymes like weight 

Chorus 2X 

Never put that hoe, in front of that dough nigga 
For what? (Never... fuck a bitch nigga) 
For what? She ain't gon' love you if you ain't got no dough fool 
(Bitch fuckin with me got to be workin, gettin paid yaknahmsayin?) 
Gotta come up, scrilla scrilla y'all (Never ass over cash nigga) 
Scrilla scrilla y'all (We greedy) 

Cha-ching! (She can get some CD's, push some keys) 
Cha-ching! (Ha ha ha, make the bitches shake they tit-ties) 
Cha-ching, cha-ching! (Over my knee) 
Cha-ching, cha-ching! (Never ass over cash) 
Never ass over cash

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