
Where da Cash At Curren$y (Ft. Lil Wayne & Remy Ma)
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[Intro: Lil Wayne]
You catch my girl legs open, better smash that
Don't be surprised if she ask where the cash at
[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Where the where the cash at, where the cash at
Where the where the cash at, where the cash at
Where the where the cash at, where the cash at
Don't be surprised if she ask where the cash at
Where the where the cash at, where the cash at
Where the where the cash at, where the cash at
Where the where the cash at, where the cash at
Don't be surprised if she ask where the cash at
[Verse 1: Curren$y]
Bitches come a dime a dozen; I fuck 'em, sisters, cousins
It's a revolvin' door, pussy goin', pussy comin'
And when they go to you, it's coming back to me with money
I tell her, "Put them shoes on and keep my paper runnin'"
I put my mack down just like a G supposed to
And if she don't come home with it, then she sleepin' over
I got 'em creepin' over; we doin' dinner soda
I like the Ameries, you can have them Omarosas
Them niggas down below us, baby, we up and over
I'm tryin' to get inside that thing that sit between your shoulders
I'm talkin' large totals, I'm talkin' large motives
I'm talkin' burnin' rubber, that melted Pirelli odor
I'm hoppin' out a Lotus, you lookin' at my bitch?
You wanna holla, you can holla; take her on a trip
But when the deed done, you gotta send her back
Don't be surprised if she ask where the cash at
You catch my girl legs open, better smash that
Don't be surprised if she ask where the cash at
[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Where the where the cash at, where the cash at
Where the where the cash at, where the cash at
Where the where the cash at, where the cash at
Don't be surprised if she ask where the cash at
Where the where the cash at, where the cash at
Where the where the cash at, where the cash at
Where the where the cash at, where the cash at
Don't be surprised if she ask where the cash at
[Verse 1: Curren$y]
Bitches come a dime a dozen; I fuck 'em, sisters, cousins
It's a revolvin' door, pussy goin', pussy comin'
And when they go to you, it's coming back to me with money
I tell her, "Put them shoes on and keep my paper runnin'"
I put my mack down just like a G supposed to
And if she don't come home with it, then she sleepin' over
I got 'em creepin' over; we doin' dinner soda
I like the Ameries, you can have them Omarosas
Them niggas down below us, baby, we up and over
I'm tryin' to get inside that thing that sit between your shoulders
I'm talkin' large totals, I'm talkin' large motives
I'm talkin' burnin' rubber, that melted Pirelli odor
I'm hoppin' out a Lotus, you lookin' at my bitch?
You wanna holla, you can holla; take her on a trip
But when the deed done, you gotta send her back
Don't be surprised if she ask where the cash at
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