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Paroles de No Cash No Cents

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Paroles de la chanson No Cash No Cents par BrickyMontana lyrics officiel

No Cash No Cents est une chanson en Anglais

I'm tryna get to this paper
Tryna get a master plan, tryna get a master plan
Bitch, I'm runnin' up, I ain't wear no fuckin' mask
Pussy nigga, burn a blast

I don't give a fuck, bitch, I'm on your ass
Bitch, you know I'm stackin' up this brand, bitch, I'm chasin' cash
I don't give a fuck, bitch, I'm mashin' on the gas
I'm runnin' nigga all the way

I ain't feelin' that bullshit
I'm tryna get to the money, bitch
And if it ain't about the money, it don't make sense
Thank the fuck up out my way, bitch

Nah, I'm on a different route
I'm tryna get to this paper, boy
So shut your motherfuckin' mouth
If you ain't talkin' bout my paper

I'm tryna stack it up higher than the skyscraper
You better get out my face
I don't even wanna see you neither
So stop playin' pussy boy, I don't do no favors

What you mean, boy, you know who I hit on the greatest
What you mean, boy, you know who I ain't never said this
Bitch, you niggas on a waiting list
Bitch, I skipped the list

Boy, stop playin', boy, I'm already fuckin' in these streets
Nigga, stop playin', boy, you know I'm already a fuckin' beast
I ain't tryna brag, but I put you on a fuckin' team
Nigga talkin' all that bullshit, fuckin' with me

She can't break it, boy, you know I already made it
I don't give a fuck, boy, only your fitness
Smack back, boy, bitch, I got a Sunday kickback
Bitch, the F&M, make a nigga run

Pussy nigga, boy, shootin' at you like a belt with a gun
Pussy nigga, boy, it's damn season in my hood
And pop that stand, bitch, you gettin' shot dead
Bitch, stop playin', boy, you know I'm tryna get the cheese

And I don't give a fuck, boy, I'm on a gold squeeze
And what you mean, bitch, I'm on a mission
I ain't stoppin' until I get this motherfuckin' cheese
Nigga, what you mean, bitch, I'm on a block

Tryna get this paper up, bitch, you know I'm out here pushin' heavy rocks
Nigga, I don't give a fuck, bitch, I bust a clock
Don't give up now, boy, pussy nigga, here I got a shot
Nigga, I ain't playin' around, bitch, I'm on a motherfuckin' mission

Gotta play it, boy, so you know I'll be your fuckin' niche
Homes itchin' every day, money comin' every day
Niggas tryna stop my shot, but they can't fuckin' play, bitch
They tryna bring out a umbrella, cause it was so shiny

When I walk through the block, and I ain't playin
Nigga, try me, boy, and nigga almost got a motherfuckin' shot
Nigga, stop playin', bitch, I got you, nigga, shot
Don't you don't know what's the next move, bitch

I'm tryna take a shot, nigga, that's the next move, nigga, shot
Fuckin' boom, boom, nigga, your man should've been through
Nigga, you's a full-ass nigga playin' with me
I'll take your fuckin' family and your bitch, bitch
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Auteur: Daje Livingston
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