Lyrics: Deandrae Lewis
Music: Deandrae Lewis
Cha come on nigga cha playa
Micheal Jackson bad bad
Look who got the cash that cash
Filling up the bag uhuh put that in the stash
Playa
Janet Jackson bad bad
Look who the cash that cash
Filling up a bag we gone need another stash cha
We gone need another stash spot stash spot stash spot stash spot stash spot cha
We gone need another stash spot stash spot stash spot stash spot stash spot cha
Kesha in a bag I'm so cocky with this cash
Playa make em mad uh uh uh make em mad
Come get yo hoe back I got out like Kodak
I'm flipping the stash make extra and blow that Missile on me but I'm never gone show that
And I got that pressure my white boy get blow that
Skating in that vedo I'm knocking her throat back I'm really getting money boy act like you know that
Take em on one cause I ain't tryna go back Stepping on toes I'm Debo where smoke at
Shawty you know we ain't new to this shit
I got tha power you taking a risk
Stash overload I yell and I trip
I pack a blower that's heavy to lift
YPlaya homie you giving hell
Pack on the floor kind of look like a cell
Picky with shopping cause these niggas twenty Choosey with Suey cause these bitches tell
Kush on the track this a train no mail
Hunnets on hunnets my wrist on a sail
I go Jumanji the forest I sale
Stashing the pills inside of ya girl
Micheal Jackson bad bad
Look who got the cash that cash
Filling up the bag uhuh put that in the stash
Playa
Janet Jackson bad bad
Look who the cash that cash
Filling up a bag we gone need another stash cha
We gone need another stash spot stash spot stash spot stash spot stash spot cha
We gone need another stash spot stash spot stash spot stash spot stash spot cha
Pockets swole Arnold Schwarzenegger
Yellow and purple drank just like the lakers
Designer clothes I got my cake up
Bad bitch no make up
I live the high life I got my weight up
Louis Vuitton on my belt buckle
I want the cheddar cheese just like ruffles
Bad yellow bitch ass like Buffy
Nothing but za's in the trap house
Hit his ass with that black out
If he try to run blow his back out
I was gone long but im back now
Fendi bag fill it up with cash
In the foreign car I'ma do the dash
Bad bitch like look Stacy Dash
I want nothing but blues like Snoop
Come thru swerving no roof
They don't play with me I'ma shoot
In VIP we turnt up
Last nigga played got burnt up
We poppin bottles and ****ing models
In the Ritz-Carlton I got ya bitch goggling
In the trap house we getting money
I don't **** with you so I act funny
Micheal Jackson bad bad
Look who got the cash that cash
Filling up the bag uhuh put that in the stash
Playa
Janet Jackson bad bad
Look who the cash that cash
Filling up a bag we gone need another stash cha
We gone need another stash spot stash spot stash spot stash spot stash spot cha
We gone need another stash spot stash spot stash spot stash spot stash spot cha