HotChiNAboy - Mr. Cash lyrics

[Intro: Hotchinaboy & Jonathan Koch] Warning: Lyrics contains untrue criminal and s**ist contents. Boys under 18 must be accompanied by their hoes Rated M for MONEY Hotchinaboy Mixtape CASH Production [Verse 1: Hotchinaboy] Yo, I was only twelve years old Selling Marlboro and green on the road Get a bunch of ninjas follow me in the hood We were making big money, we were feeling good When I see Elena I go hard like a rock Wil Clardy boy put his co*k in a sock Maybe he was dreaming Alex on the stage doing catwalk That's why he sent that picture cause he really wants an airlock All the money flow into my bank account Better know me I give out dollars for fun Smoking with Bridges, cops come, then we run Run to the bar, all the girls want my gun Hotties on my cath, hotti-hotties on my path Me and hotties in room, we gon take a bath Lying on my bed, hotties wanna feel my wrath Rip off my pants I go big like Warpath [Hook: Hotchinaboy] First off, my cash bang All the girls know I'm a rich man Hitting billboard like I'm Lil Wayne Get that s**y girl I gon do her on my plane Call me Mr. Cash, call me call me Mr. Cash Call me Mr. Cash, call me call me Mr. Cash Call me Mr. Cash, call me call me Mr. Cash Call me Mr. Cash, call me call me Mr. Cash [Verse 2: Hotchinaboy] Boy oh boy, your penis like a toy If you wanna some breast, gonna stretch it a little wide Aren't you being jealous my girls' p**y so tight If you want some bad girls, you gonna get some more cash Fly like a falcon, ride like a dragon Capital Sheibley eats all the breakfast bacon Me and Andrew drinking Hennessy in a flagon Upper cla** people don't need that Volkswagen Sophie and Carlie get some water on Friday My ninja Cedric got that dunk on a game day Speeding in my whip frick a chick on the highway My s**ms go straight taking off like an X-Ray Kiss my honey, get that money Y'all shall know my cash more than Stephen Curry Pay off the jury, get paid in a hurry Like Simpson "the juice" got nothing to worry [Hook: Hotchinaboy] [Verse 3: Hotchinaboy] In a hotel room, your girl gave me a dome Your mommy is a milf, she waiting me in your home Me and your mommy having s** in the foam She ain't love your daddy your cause daddy is gnome Everybody know that I make dollars like a printer Everybody know that I'm the Bama ladyk**er Know my homie Jack Sauter needs lil crawler No problem, I'm a money hunter Hotchinaboy, ninja better get my name You see me cash battle people? Ninja that's my game I say keep it real, ninja, you say keep it lame But when I am making cash ninja you won't do the same! [Outro: Hotchinaboy] You gonna know Hotchina- Boy mixtape, yo