Текст (слова) песни: Ice Cube - Cash Over

[Mack 10]
Whassup Cube dog?
I got this bitch-ass nigga right here
Y`know, fuckin with this tramp-ass bitch
Puttin her before the scrill` all the time, yaknowhatI`msayin?
Man I got this nigga transcripts, and every-mother-fuckin thang
Tellin this bitch all my mother-fuckin business
Puttin ass over cash everyday
Nigga fuck that, this Westside

[Ice Cube]
Be gone you fuckin peon, got the Don furious
Talkin on the phone got the Federal curious
I`m serious! I don`t give a fuck where he is
Snatch him out the factory, bring his ass back to me
How the fuck you think I got the NAME Bossalini? Punk
Mack God Rap Genie, you can`t see me
Up in this game ever since you was a lame
Y`all train at my school, nigga I rule
You never make me holla, smokin on a fifteen dollar
from across the water, watch your daughter
She might catch the Holy Ghost from this rap sermon
While you vermin smokin Sherman, I`m rollin somethin German, bitch
Money earnin makin mo` money (ching ching)
Enemies look so funny, with they clothes bummy
Don`t need no honey, that`s right
Cause I`m thinkin with my big head, FUCK what my dick said!

[Chorus: Ice Cube]

We puttin cash over ass, each and every day
Go on let the players play.. (the hustlers)
(We some money makin motherfuckers.. I know that you love us!)
We puttin cash over ass, each and every day
Go on let the players play.. (the hustlers)
(We some money makin motherfuckers.. I know that you love us!)

[Ice Cube]
Now who`s that nigga got these bitches lookin silly? Me!
I`m the Big Willie for rilly, the real dilly
You can ask Phillie cause I got a year`s supply (Yup!)
You must want to die, don`t get the lye
after dark up at Griffith Park, shallow grave
for the mark check his heart, the game about to start
Big thangs automatic pu-tang (automatic)
Keep your mind off them bitches, eyes on your riches
If it twitches give it stitches
If it jiggles or switches, fuck and take pictures, now
I`m livin in a two-point zone, and I`m still bumpin
Call me in the clutch, ain`t lost my touch
Nigga what? on the microphone
If I drove it in the video, bitch, I can drive it home
Tight as a Corleone
You got to get your own, baby get on, now

[Chorus]

[Ice Cube]
Get your ass up and go to work, cause you know
on payday, nigga that shit gon` hurt
Fuckin with a skirt instead of handlin your bizness
Rich dude, now you got to make three wishes
I`m suspicious, of any motherfucker puttin fuck over finance
`Specially fuckin up my plans
I`m the boss, I can be late
but you`ll never see her and me, over currency
Givin you the third degree, cause you got
too many broke bitches and you like bankin for a penny
Stop fuckin on them dum-dums
Find one with some ass and some income
Who wanna win? Who wanna spin?
Who wanna make, twenty-five eight? Me
Ice Cube the great.. pushin rhymes like weight

[Chorus 2X]

Never put that hoe, in front of that dough nigga
For what? (Never... fuck a bitch nigga)
For what? She ain`t gon` love you if you ain`t got no dough fool
(Bitch fuckin with me got to be workin, gettin paid yaknahmsayin?)
Gotta come up, scrilla scrilla y`all (Never ass over cash nigga)
Scrilla scrilla y`all (We greedy)

Cha-ching! (She can get some CD`s, push some keys)
Cha-ching! (Ha ha ha, make the bitches shake they tit-ties)
Cha-ching, cha-ching! (Over my knee)
Cha-ching, cha-ching! (Never ass over cash)
Never ass over cash

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Punk Mack God Rap Genie, you can`t see me Up in this game ever since you was a lame Y`all train at my school, nigga I rule You never make me holla, smokin on a fifteen dollar from across the water, watch your daughter She might catch the Holy Ghost from this rap sermon While you vermin smokin Sherman, I`m rollin somethin German, bitch Money earnin makin mo` money (ching ching) Enemies look so funny, with they clothes bummy Don`t need no honey, that`s right Cause I`m thinkin with my big head, FUCK what my dick said! [Chorus: Ice Cube] We puttin cash over ass, each and every day Go on let the players play.. (the hustlers) (We some money makin motherfuckers.. I know that you love us!) We puttin cash over ass, each and every day Go on let the players play.. (the hustlers) (We some money makin motherfuckers.. I know that you love us!) [Ice Cube] Now who`s that nigga got these bitches lookin silly? Me! I`m the Big Willie for rilly, the real dilly You can ask Phillie cause I got a year`s supply (Yup!) You must want to die, don`t get the lye after dark up at Griffith Park, shallow grave for the mark check his heart, the game about to start Big thangs automatic pu-tang (automatic) Keep your mind off them bitches, eyes on your riches If it twitches give it stitches If it jiggles or switches, fuck and take pictures, now I`m livin in a two-point zone, and I`m still bumpin Call me in the clutch, ain`t lost my touch Nigga what? on the microphone If I drove it in the video, bitch, I can drive it home Tight as a Corleone You got to get your own, baby get on, now [Chorus] [Ice Cube] Get your ass up and go to work, cause you know on payday, nigga that shit gon` hurt Fuckin with a skirt instead of handlin your bizness Rich dude, now you got to make three wishes I`m suspicious, of any motherfucker puttin fuck over finance `Specially fuckin up my plans I`m the boss, I can be late but you`ll never see her and me, over currency Givin you the third degree, cause you got too many broke bitches and you like bankin for a penny Stop fuckin on them dum-dums Find one with some ass and some income Who wanna win? Who wanna spin? Who wanna make, twenty-five eight? Me Ice Cube the great.. pushin rhymes like weight [Chorus 2X] Never put that hoe, in front of that dough nigga For what? (Never... fuck a bitch nigga) For what? She ain`t gon` love you if you ain`t got no dough fool (Bitch fuckin with me got to be workin, gettin paid yaknahmsayin?) Gotta come up, scrilla scrilla y`all (Never ass over cash nigga) Scrilla scrilla y`all (We greedy) Cha-ching! (She can get some CD`s, push some keys) Cha-ching! (Ha ha ha, make the bitches shake they tit-ties) Cha-ching, cha-ching! (Over my knee) Cha-ching, cha-ching! (Never ass over cash) Never ass over cash Нравится песня? 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