Cash Over

Wha*sup Cube dog? I got this bitch a*s nigga right here Y'know, f**kin' with this tramp a*s bitch Puttin' her before the scrill' all the time, ya knowhatI'msayin? Man I got this nigga transcripts, and every mother f**kin' thang Tellin' this bitch all my mother f**kin' business Puttin a*s over cash everyday Nigga f**k that, this Westside Be gone you f**kin' peon, got the Don furious Talkin' on the phone got the Federal curious I'm serious! I don't give a f**k where he is Snatch him out the factory, bring his a*s back to me How the f**k 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, f**k what my d**k said We puttin' cash over a*s, each and every day Go on let the players play (The hustlers we some money makin' motherf**kers) (I know that you love us) We puttin' cash over a*s, each and every day Go on let the players play (The hustlers we some money makin' motherf**kers) (I know that you love us) 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, f**k 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 (Tight) You got to get your own, baby get on, now We puttin' cash over a*s, each and every motherf**kin' day Go on let the players play (The hustlers we some money makin' motherf**kers) (I know that you love us) We puttin' cash over a*s, each and every day Go on let the players play (The hustlers we some money makin' motherf**kers) (I know that you love us) Get your a*s up and go to work, 'cause you know On payday, nigga that shit gon' hurt f**kin' with a skirt instead of handlin' your bizness Rich dude, now you got to make three wishes I'm suspicious, of any motherf**ker puttin' f**k over finance 'Specially f**kin' 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 f**kin' on them dum dums Find one with some a*s and some income Who wanna win? Who wanna spin? Who wanna make, twenty-five eight? (Me) Ice Cube the great pushin' rhymes like weight We puttin' cash over a*s, each and every goddamn day Go on let the players play (The hustlers we some money makin' motherf**kers) (I know that you love us) (f**k) We puttin' cash over a*s, each and every day Go ahead let the players play (The hustlers we some money makin' motherf**kers) (I know that you love us) We puttin' cash over a*s, each and every day Go on let the players play (The hustlers we some money makin' motherf**kers) (I know, I know that you love us) We puttin' cash over a*s, each and every day Go on let the players play (The hustlers we some money makin' motherf**kers) (I know that you love us) Never put that hoe, in front of that dough nigga For what? (Never f**k a bitch nigga) For what? She ain't gon' love you If you ain't got no dough fool (Bitch f**kin' with me got to be workin') (Gettin' paid yaknahmsayin?) Gotta come up, scrilla scrilla y'all (Never a*s 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 titties) Cha ching, cha ching (Over my knee) Cha-ching, cha-ching (Never a*s over cash) Never a*s over cash