Remy Ma - Where Da Cash At lyrics

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Remy Ma - Where Da Cash At lyrics

[Intro] You catch my girl legs open, betta smash that Don't be surprised if she asked where the cash at [Hook x2] Where the where the cash at, where the cash at Where the where the cash at, where the cash at Where the where the cash at, where the cash at Don't be surprised if she asked where the cash at [Verse 1: Currency] b**hes come a dime a dozen I f** them sisters cousins It's a revolvin' door, p**y goin', p**y comin' And when they go to you it's come back to me with money I tell her put them shoes on and keep my paper runnin' I put my mack down, just like a g supposed to And if she don't come home wit it then she sleepin' ova I got em creepin' over we doin' dinner soda I like the Ameries you can have them Omarosas Them n***as down below us, baby we up and over I'm tryin' to get inside that thing that sit between ya shoulders I'm talkin' large totals, I'm talkin' large motives I'm talkin' burnin' rubber, that melted parelli odor I'm hoppin' out a Lotus, you lookin' at my b**h? You wanna holla, you can holla take her on a trip But when the deed done, you gotta send her back [Hook] [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] I got a b**h in the back, got a ho in the front Got purp in the dutch, got purp in the cup I tell her, "Get your money ho or just stop breathin'" Cause if it ain't about that dough it ain't about me neither See a gangsta like myself I get that paper and p**y Then at once I make that p**y bring that paper straight to me b**h, you lookin' at a real pimp ask my old hoes And they'll tell ya no remote, I control hoes I'm a hold on give ya that game mama If he ain't payin' then he shouldn't be playin', I'm sayin' Broke n***as only make jokes n***a I make more then I can fit in this quote n***a Unquote come sun-soak with me b**h Fly you down here and put you on some south beach sh** And if you smile at my b**h, I'll make her smile back [Hook] [Verse 3: Remy Ma] See that other chick asked that, she said, "Where the cash at?" Rem said, "Where the paper, plastic, product, and where the stash at? Where the keys to the whip and crib and where the address at?" That b**h that be hidin sh** in her a** crack n***as don't f**in' call me baby like I'm related to Weezy Some of 'em call me swag, none of them call me easy I got done f**in' a man now this bird is callin' me screamin' Chicken wait, b**hes I be fryin' they just call me greasy See I know he gotta main but I'm cool bein' the other one Cause he can't get tight, when he hear I pimped anotha one I dont fall in love with them Cum and then I'm done with them Most they get from me, is wet p**y and some bubble gum But, this one dude had me laughin' If it's just one thing I can't stand it's a baggy magnum Would've thought somebody threw me a camera The way I caught a flashback [Hook]