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doughboyz cashout - thousandair كلمات الأغنية

“thousandair”
(feat. chefman)

[hbk]
doughboyz cashout (4-1, you already know what it is)
what up chef (whats happenin’ baby) (real street n-gg-s)
my park street n-gg-s (been gettin’ money) (stand up)
write movies in this m-th-f-cka

[hbk]
smokin’ fire with a bad b-tch that look like mya
out of town with the weight, ronnie jackson the driver
hit up neiman’s at northland, and maybe stop and godiva
she a lier if she say she say she ain’t f-ck me she admire
my jewelry game pretty like chadha azure
spark it up with anything, matches, candles, and lighters
can’t f-ck with the stove, right now it’s in motion
pay whippin’ the potion, the sh-t white as some lotion
got her wet as the ocean, i’m swimmin’ in it and strokin’
now lil’ n-gg- focused, cause we ridin’ in this focus
the bag in the trunk, wa-lah, hocus pocus
all these b-tches wanna know us, wanna f-ck before we blow up
i put it on my chain she gon’ suck me when i show up
kush, baby roll up, ciroc made her throw up
we never gave hope up, just give us the work
money counters and scales, and we gon’ have the streets sold up

[hook: 4-1 payroll]
i’mma thousandair, with a million dollar brain
a icy -ss watch and a chunky -ss chain
pushin’ whips through the slums
blowin’ kush, switchin’ lanes
they like “how you got that chain?” (b-tch i got it off the cain’)

i’mma thousandair, with a million dollar brain
a icy -ss watch and a chunky -ss chain
pushin’ whips through the slums
blowin’ kush, switchin’ lanes
they like “how you got that chain?” (b-tch i got it off the cain’)

[chefman]
got loud on deck, gettin’ wasted like a patient
my eyes so low, got me lookin’ like a asian
pockets on tilt n-gg- f-ck being patient
f-ck around and get killed trynna plot up on my paper
my whole crew take of money makers and some killers
you f-ckin’ with lions, tigers, bears, and gorillas
part street n-gg-, everybody got loot
we the 95′ bulls, everybody gon’ shoot
stacks in my levis, whippin’ straight drop pies
man i’m in the kitchen cookin’ chickens like popeyes
goose got me swervin, smokin’ purple in my burban’
chef and them cashout boys, that’s for certain
bowls of the kush, i don’t smoke the reggie bush
my big homie jig told me “n-gg- push, n-gg- push!”
heavy on the liquor, throwin’ hundreds at the strippers
and every bad b-tch need a park street n-gg-

[hook]

[4-1 payroll]
lookin’ through my louie frames, sittin’ in the coupe
used to be a snotty nose n-gg-, sittin’ on the stoop
my re-up was small, i used to fit it in my shoe
now my bag come from cali, or i get it from a jew
we the truth, in the club, sippin’ rosã© til i puke
blow my h-rn at yo b-tch, now she blowin’ on my flute
god forbid, if i ever get jammed, i’m goin’ mute
i’m from the city where the hoes set you up and n-gg-s shoot
o.g’s put me up on game a long time ago
told my jeweler “with my next chain, i’m gon’ blind a ho”
always in the streets makin’ moves, i ain’t got time for hoes
wake yo b-tch up in my suite like “ho it’s time to go”
4-1 raised me, custos paid me
narcs on they job, so how the f-ck i’m gon’ be lazy
it’s the d boy, the wrong sh-t could get you killed
but at the same time the wrong sh-t could get you that scrill

[hook]

- doughboyz cashout

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