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cash kidd - take it كلمات الأغنية

[intro: bra’sha taylor]
oh
yeah
(i’m kured)
ooh
ayy, yeah
bra’sha, baby

[chorus: bra’sha taylor]
take it, ain’t no fakin’
money on the floor, yeah, i’m gon’ make it, make it
take it, ain’t no fakin’
money on the floor, yeah, i’m gon’ make it, make it

[verse 1: cash kidd]
yeah, sh_t so easy
they stackin’ for the summer? i ball all four seasons
now they tryna lend a hand now that i don’t need ’em
used to walk with no shoes, now my toes bleedin’
rockin’ christian louboutins, ooh, thank you lord jesus
all these n_ggas is my sons, i should coach phoenix
i just backdoored my n_gga on this stole demon
clip got a curl on it like ohgeesy
i got all my homeboys scammin’ and my hoes schemin’
i ride around with my computer like a policeman
ayy, i be laughin’ at them rumors, y’all for sure dreamin’
closet full of name brands like moesha
tell my b_tch to get what she like, she in the store cheesin’
p_ssy was so good, woke up and blocked your b_tch for no reason
had to give my ho a pep talk, ain’t makin’ no pizza
i would really love to kick it with you, but my phone ringin’, n_gga, ayy
[chorus: bra’sha taylor]
take it, ain’t no fakin’
money on the floor, yeah, i’m gon’ make it, make it
take it, ain’t no fakin’
money on the floor, yeah, i’m gon’ make it, make it

[verse 2: cash kidd]
feel like obama
long sleeves back to back with like four choppers
bullets get singin’ at ’em like yolanda
four_five get to whistlin’ like flo rida
yeah, he got shot for lookin’ tough, boy, f_ck is your problem?
broke_ass bum got no clothes like a door stopper
i feel bad ’cause she slow and i got throat out her
gave him a slug from the fire, now i got four dollars
had a threesome, my b_tch gettin’ jealous ’cause that b_tch moan louder
my n_gga switched up out the blue, i think he on powder
gotta be, ’cause he should know that i got low tolerance
she said, “that’s ironic ’cause you rich and sold chocolate”
ask your b_tch, she’ll tell you why i’m so confident
the murder weapon long gone, boy, it ain’t no findin’ it
i just went crazy in sak, i feel like stojaković
these bullets got your name on one like george washington, n_gga, ayy

[chorus: bra’sha taylor]
take it, ain’t no fakin’
money on the floor, yeah, i’m gon’ make it, make it
take it, ain’t no fakin’
money on the floor, yeah, i’m gon’ make it, make it

- cash kidd

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