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CashMoneyAP I like that song You talkin' 'bout, um 'Hello from the Other Side' right No, you don't understand me I just don't want you to leave me Hop in your Benz, yeah The money be callin' again and again and again Don't wanna do nothin' but win Startin' to think that I'm movin' too fast again and again Told me you love (Told me you love) Show me your love (Show me your love) Let me see that you love (See that you love) Let me feel that you love (Let me feel your love) You show me, girl (Show me) They got love for a thug (Love for a thug) Before we stay down, we go up (Up) Ain't no limit inside of this world, yeah I'ma run this money up with you Tell me go in, I'm finto You don't do the shit that a bitch do I'ma show you all what a brick do Come and hop in the whip when I slide through (Skrrt skrrt) Trap house we done built us a drive through (Drive through) Got that money comin' in all different ways Feelin' like I'm from Morocco They can't see up in my tension Why you all up in my business? I can show you how to get it Just show me your intentions Like a verse, lotta drugs, I flip it Just tell me where to ship it Feelin' like Stro packs comin' through the mail I done made a whole lot of benjis Heard 'em say that they ain't feelin' me, nigga Wanna beef and I'ma go and send Lil Ben at them niggas Bet you knowin' that I live like fuck them niggas Don Dada, it ain't shit for to touch them niggas Got a show for a check, gotta rush to get it Northside in the slums, I be thuggin' lil' nigga YoungBoy fucked up, I don't trust these niggas Fuck them, me and you we could go and get it Covered up in Gucci 'fore we hit the block hold on, cut on my song When I pass through the north, let the window down Out the door, cuttin' up, show 'em how I'm strong Already know I wanna fuck when we pass by time and we make it home And you already know I don't play around You could take your clothes off and turn around Hop in your Benz, yeah (Ooh) The money be callin' again and again and again Don't wanna do nothin' but win (Ooh) Startin' to think that I'm movin' too fast again and again Told me you love (Told me you love) Show me your love (Thow me your love) Let me see that you love (Let me see that you love) Let me feel that you love (Feel your love) You show me, girl (Yeah) They got love for a thug (Got love for a thug) Before we stay down, we go up (Yeah) Ain't no limit inside of this world, yeah I'ma run this money up with you (I can) Tell me go in, I'm finto (I am) You don't do the shit that a bitch do I'ma show you all what a brick do Come and hop in the whip when I slide through (Skrrt skrrt) Trap house we done built us a drive through (Drive through) Got that money comin' in all different ways Feelin' like I'm from Morocco Slow down, yeah (Slow down) Bitch, you better not panic when it go down (When it go down) Had to tell my mama I'm ten toes down (Forever) But you know I keep a gun every time that I road run Bae, you already knowin' how I come, I don't stand down And you know I'ma die if them niggas play 'round Hide from the cameras, I ain't goin' outside In my face girl, you better not tell no lies I'ma leave like I'm wrong even though I'm right, yeah Money comin' fast and slow (And slow) Pass by time, we go (We go) Where, you never know (Oh) Hop in your Benz, yeah (Skrrt) The money be callin' again and again and again Don't wanna do nothin' but win (Nothin' but win, yeah) Startin' to think that I'm movin' too fast again and again Told me you love (Told me you love) Show me your love (Show me your love) Let me see that you love (Let me see it) Let me feel that you love (Let me feel your love) You show me, girl (Show me, girl) They got love for a thug Before we stay down, we go up (Up) Ain't no limit inside of this world, yeah (Ah) I'ma run this money up with you (I can) Tell me go in, I'm finto (I am) You don't do the shit that a bitch do (Yeah) I'ma show you all what a brick do (A brick do) Come and hop in the whip when I slide through (Skrrt) Trap house we done built us a drive-through (Drive through) Got that money comin' in all different ways Feelin' like I'm from Morocco
Writer(s): Alex Christian Jean Petit, Kentrell Deshawn Gaulden, Christian John Kernagis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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