Holly G. - Bout Cash lyrics

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Holly G. - Bout Cash lyrics

[Hook: Holly G] He on me But I don't care Cuz I'm bout cash (I'm bout cash) But I'm flattered Cuz that sh** Is making you too mad (You too mad) I'm bout cash 3x b**h I'm Bout Cash He on me But I don't care Cuz I'm bout cash (I'm bout cash) But I'm flattered Cuz that sh** Is making you too mad (You too mad) [Verse 1: Holly G] I don't act hard b**h I go hard I don't start sh** I can't finish If its turnt up Drank in cup Then I'm high As f** Yeah I'm in it Patron Got me tipsy Pack strong Got me dizzy If his cash long Then his cash gone I went shopping ho Yeah I spent it I'm in this music for real ho This rap sh**, I k** tho I rap it It's real ho U acting And practicing The life I love tho I sk** hoes It's a drill ho Fall inline Or get drilled on And That's discipline if you didn't know Lay a verse on the track So gruesome Make a muf**er not wanna do This Cuz when they hear me They know they losing And if you don't feel me Then b**h you stupid No that ain't me Not my Ora Only thing that I know is loyal And some n***as they adore you But other n***as ain't for you [Hook: Holly G] He on me But I don't care Cuz I'm bout cash (I'm bout cash) But I'm flattered Cuz that sh** Is making you too mad (You too mad) I'm bout cash 3x b**h I'm Bout Cash He on me But I don't care Cuz I'm bout cash (I'm bout cash) But I'm flattered Cuz that sh** Is making you too mad (You too mad) [Verse 2: Holly G] I ride for my team So I put hot 16's on these Beats That'll put a couple racks in my bank So the n***as I starved with we gone eat While yo n***a all up in My Face I bless my plate Cuz I'm gon eat Don't give no f** About no man As long as I got This money Yeah We coming and Tearing yo spot down Yeah b**h I'm taking yo spot Now You mad b**h, 2 bad then Glad b**h Or get knocked Down I get my bread first Thats bread work No disburse We bring it in We got hella loud Hella swishers We gon smoke out In this b**h We chuck the 2's on dat bullsh** So you can miss me With that chit chat He can't get a piece of This kit kat But he can break me off Some quick cash Oh thats yo ho Slow ya roll See I send em back When I get tired Ain't bout to go Tit for tat With no bum b**h She can get Thrashed [Hook: Holly G] He on me But I don't care Cuz I'm bout cash (I'm bout cash) But I'm flattered Cuz that sh** Is making you too mad (You too mad) I'm bout cash 3x b**h I'm Bout Cash He on me But I don't care Cuz I'm bout cash (I'm bout cash) But I'm flattered Cuz that sh** Is making you too mad (You too mad) Ah, ah Its Holly G ho Respect the G code