
Cash Rules Gabriel Tirado (Ft. Lil Baby)
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[Intro]
Get a cup dog we can pour up now
Cash rules everything around me
[Chorus]
I want all the dollars
I want all the green
I want Ferragamo, Gucci, Louis, Robbin jeans
Play with me that drummo will have you restin' in peace
Cash rules everything around me
Cash rules everything around me
[Verse 1: Gabriel Tirado]
I just blew a check like like I ain’t worry bout it
Masson Marengo I just bought my bitch some red bottoms
If a nigga try me I’ma red dot him
Take him off the streets like the feds got him
Nigga I ain’t stopping until I get the gwallo
Drippin like water fountains I’m rockins Ferragamo
Moneybag lets count it on the counter
Or brick the cash call it round the dollars
Your small fries i’m a big dog like Rottweiler
Nigga money talk if the money call like I know the phone when your bitch callin'
Grow this shit I’ve been on it
Gas gas pack go real fast
They wanna know what I spend on it
Enough to get your bitch back
I want all the dollars, nigga my jeans is Robbins
Gucci and some Louis
My life is like a movie
I just coped a Rollie
I guess I was chosen
And cash rules everything around me
Get a cup dog we can pour up now
Cash rules everything around me
[Chorus]
I want all the dollars
I want all the green
I want Ferragamo, Gucci, Louis, Robbin jeans
Play with me that drummo will have you restin' in peace
Cash rules everything around me
Cash rules everything around me
[Verse 1: Gabriel Tirado]
I just blew a check like like I ain’t worry bout it
Masson Marengo I just bought my bitch some red bottoms
If a nigga try me I’ma red dot him
Take him off the streets like the feds got him
Nigga I ain’t stopping until I get the gwallo
Drippin like water fountains I’m rockins Ferragamo
Moneybag lets count it on the counter
Or brick the cash call it round the dollars
Your small fries i’m a big dog like Rottweiler
Nigga money talk if the money call like I know the phone when your bitch callin'
Grow this shit I’ve been on it
Gas gas pack go real fast
They wanna know what I spend on it
Enough to get your bitch back
I want all the dollars, nigga my jeans is Robbins
Gucci and some Louis
My life is like a movie
I just coped a Rollie
I guess I was chosen
And cash rules everything around me
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