Letra de Cash Money - Rich Homie Quan

(Feat. Birdman)

When I was at the bottom, seemed like I would never have nothin'

I done drove all the fastest cars, feeling like a crash dummy

Ain’t know I would make it this far, now the haters can't laugh at me

I got so much cash on me

Feeling like Baby, with all this cash money

I got all this cash money, I’m 'bout to throw this cash money

Cash money, feeling like Baby with all this cash money

When I was little, wanted to be a Hot Boy

I remember buying Wayne CD "The Block is Hot" boy

And Juvenile, four hundred degree hot boy

Mannie Fresh he kept it G, every beat had knock boy

I don’t fuck with no police if they in their cop car

All my niggas know I’m G, Rich Homie who they vouch for

If you do not fuck with me

Why you run your mouth for?

Camaro, I've got bucket seats

Forgiatos mounted up

Hundred thousand count it up

I Ran through thousands, ask my girl

A little sense of humor, they say that I don’t laugh enough

These niggas got me crackin’ up

No joke! They fuck me when i broke

When I was at the bottom, seemed like I would never have nothin'

I done drove all the fastest cars, feeling like a crash dummy

Ain’t know I would make it this far, now the haters can't laugh at me

I got so much cash on me

Feeling like Baby, with all this cash money

I got all this cash money, I’m 'bout to throw this cash money

Cash money, feeling like Baby with all this cash money

Money don't make you real, money don't make you solid

Money don’t mean no deal, money got a young nigga wildin'

Money got family trippin', money got a young nigga hidin'

So much money it comes up missing, cause all my niggas they violent

Cash money, cash money, all I want is cash money

I love numbers

My favorite class was that math subject

Walk around with a half on me

My partner walking with a bag on him

You best believe I got the strap on me

‘Cause I don’t trust none of y’all niggas

(You niggas snakes)

I bust one of y'all niggas

(Shoot you in your face)

Do voodoo, put a curse on y'all niggas

(New Orleans baby)

Black suit, get a hearse for y'all niggas

When I was at the bottom, seemed like I would never have nothin'

I done drove all the fastest cars, feeling like a crash dummy

Ain’t know I would make it this far, now the haters can't laugh at me

I got so much cash on me

Feeling like Baby, with all this cash money

I got all this cash money, I’m 'bout to throw this cash money

Cash money, feeling like Baby with all this cash money

Original, '88 a hot boy

Turn them 80s to 90s, nigga we hot boy

Two pistols niggas two macs on my side nigga

Some real niggas I know nigga put all on their feets boy

Ballin' on that front line

Lord knows, I made sure that my son shine

We some beasts on these streets nigga

And move a hundred bricks a week nigga

Two macs up in that 'lac nigga

Two bitches up in that back nigga

Two bitches up in that back nigga

I’m like fuck it nigga

Size em up straight buggin’ nigga

Hundred things and that back ho

You better ride off, keep stuntin’ nigga

When I was at the bottom, seemed like I would never have nothin'

I done drove all the fastest cars, feeling like a crash dummy

Ain’t know I would make it this far, now the haters can't laugh at me

I got so much cash on me

Feeling like Baby, with all this cash money

I got all this cash money, I’m 'bout to throw this cash money

Cash money, feeling like Baby with all this cash money

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