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Ace Gutta - Cash Flow lyrics

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We the best Def Jam
I introduce you to Ace
Ace let's get money

Cash flow (haha)
It's too easy nigga
Bankroll (we don't count money no mo')
(We weight that shit)
(Let's get it)

Ay knock knock, bang bang, where the cash at
If you ain't got it leave you bloody like a tampax
Come up swinging at you thugs like Aflac
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Then I fall in the sway black Maybach
See I'm back for the money like I left that
See I be runnin' on the route where the cash go
And any nigga interfering with the cash flow
So he can get pumped on like a Citgo
Make his body bounce bounce like a 6-4
Tall clips chrome lips see the big gold
I'm a duffle bag boy like I move coke
Big crack threw the music so the flow dope
I keep it money over bitches 'til the door close
I need money like a bitch need dick mo'
I'm tryin' to see it like a motherfuckin' Castro
Rubber bands in my pants and the swo' bankroll

I'll tell you one thing, don't play about mine
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I be bangin' on your front door with the nine
I'm a come see ya (see ya, ohh)
I'm a come see ya (see ya, yeah)
I need all my dough not a dolla short
And if you don't have it then you gotta go
I'm a come see ya (see ya, hey hey)
We put our hands in the sky, let 'em know that we 'bout that

Cash flow
I need it on time
I'm talkin' bank roll
My money, my money, my money
Cash flow (hey)
I need it on time
I'm talkin' bank roll
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My money, my money, my money

And when my money young niggas gotta have that
Rubber bands by the grands in a big bag
My pockets fat like I'm carrying a backpack
A couple grand for the Louie brand napsack
Understand I'm the man who you can't match
Money man, mini-van full of brown bags
Better grand any man never top that
'Cause money and the gat pop those straps
Get coupe in the top drop right back
I ain't playin' creep your avenue and I'll blast
Bust shots like a New Year Day blast
And I ride all day like a bus pass
Grindin' hard for the bread and the cash flow
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Kick doors, wave 4's where the cash go
I'm tryin' to see it like a motherfuckin' Castro
Rubber bands in my pants and the swo' bankroll

I'll tell you one thing, don't play about mine
I be bangin' on your front door with the nine
I'm a come see ya (see ya, ohh)
I'm a come see ya (see ya, yeah)
I need all my dough not a dolla short
And if you don't have it then you gotta go
I'm a come see ya (see ya, hey hey)
We put our hands in the sky
Let 'em know that we 'bout that

Cash flow
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I need it on time
I'm talkin' bank roll
My money, my money, my money
Cash flow (hey)
I need it on time
I'm talkin' bank roll
My money, my money, my money

Ace I see you nigga, Trilla
You MOB now nigga
You untouchable

Big money in the dope hole
See the Beamers when you pull up in the dope home
Seventeen and he got his own kilo
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Running green nigga livin' like Nino
Ridin' clean wax sittin' for the C note
It ain't green get it back with the C loc
Momma dead broke, Daddy fucked up
I'm a make them come and hit me with the recoup
God dammnit I'm still in the dope spot
Why the fuck you think I pull up in a dope car
Gold shoes stepping out with a dope bitch
Cartel so she gotta suck four dicks
ID me, VIP, DJ Khaled, MOB
Girls so hot, Ace so cold
Takin' bets, Ace won't fold

I'll tell you one thing, don't play about mine
I be bangin' on your front door with the nine
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I'm a come see ya (see ya, ohh)
I'm a come see ya (see ya, yeah)
I need all my dough not a dolla short
And if you don't have it then you gotta go
I'm a come see ya (see ya, hey hey)
We put our hands in the sky, let 'em know that we 'bout that

Cash flow
I need it on time
I'm talkin' bank roll
My money, my money, my money
Cash flow (hey)
I need it on time
I'm talkin' bank roll
My money, my money, my money
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