Ace Hood - Cash Flow lyrics

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Ace Hood - Cash Flow lyrics

[DJ Khaled:] We the best def jam I introduce you to Ace Ace let's get money [T-Pain & Rick Ross:] Cash flow... (haha) It's too easy n***a (bankroll) We don't count money no mo We weight that sh** [Adlibs: Rick Ross] Let's get it... [Verse: Ace Hood] Ay knock knock, bang bang Where the cash at If u ain't got it leave you bloody like a tampax Come up swinging at you thugs aflac Then I fall in the sway black maybach See I'm back for da money like I left dat See I be runnin on the route where da cash go (where da cash go) And any n***a interfering with the cash flow So he can get pumped on like 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 tha music so the flow dope I keep my money ova b**hes til da door close I need money like a b**h need dick mo I'm tryna c it like a muhf**in castro Rubber bands in my pants and a swift bankroll [Chorus: T-Pain] One thing about me I don't play about mine I be bangin on your front door with da nine I'm a come see ya (see ya) I'm a come see ya (see ya) I need all my dough not a dolla short And if u don't have it den u gotta go I'm a come see ya(see ya) (hey hey) We put our hands In da sky let em know dat we bout that Cash flow... I need it on time I'mTalkin bank roll (my money my money my money) Cash flow... I need it on time I'm talkin bank roll (my money my money my money...) [Verse: Ace Hood] And where my money young n***az gotta have that Rubber bands by the grands in a big bag Pockets fat like I'm carrying a backpack A couple grand for the louie band napsack Understand I'm the man who you can't match Moneyman minivan full of brown bags Better grand any man never top that Cause money and the gat pop those straps Getting loot in the top drop right back I ain't playin creep ya avenue and I'll blast Bust shots like a new year day blast And I ride all day like a bus pa** Grindin hard for the bread and the cash flow Kick doors wave 4's where da cash go (where da cash go) I'm trying to see it like a mutha f**in castro Rubber bands in my pants and a swift bankroll [Chorus: T-Pain] One thing about me I don't play about mine I be bangin on your front door with da nine I'm a come see ya (see ya) I'm a come see ya (see ya) I need all my dough not a dolla short And if u don't have it den u gotta go I'm a come see ya(see ya... hey hey) We put our hands In da sky let em kno dat we bout that Cash flow... I need it on time I'm Talkin bank roll (my money my money my money) Cash flow... I need it On time I'm talkin bank roll (my money my money my money...) [Adlibs: Rick Ross] Ace I see you n***a Trilla You m o b now n***a You untouchable [Verse: Rick Ross] Big money in the dope hole See the beamers when ya pull up in the dope home (my money) Seventeen and he got his own kilo Running green n***a living like nino Ridin clean wax sittin for the c note It ain't green get it back with tha c loc Momma dead broke daddy f**ed up I'm a make them come and hit me with the recoup God dammnit I'm still in the dope spot Why the f** you think I pull up in a dope car Gold shoes stepping out with a dope b**h cartel So she gotta s** four dicks I d me v I p dj khaled m o b Girls so hot ace so cold takin bets ace won't fold [Chorus: T-Pain] One thing about me I don't play about mine I be bangin on your front door with da nine I'm a come see ya (see ya) I'm a come see ya (see ya) I need all my dough not a dolla short and if u don't have it den u gotta go I'm a come see ya(see ya... hey hey) We put our hands in da sky let em kno dat we bout that Cash flow... I need it on time I'm talkin bank roll (my money my money my money) Cash flow... I need it On time I'm talkin bank roll (my money my money my money...)