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unknown artist - cash flow كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
cash battle me, cash cash battle me

[hook]
everybody wants to have my cash flow, cash flow
holding all the dollars need no escrow, escrow
dutch hoe on the meadow shows her back hoe, back hoe
i gonna dig all the loob from her front hole
so let me bestow my cheeto some ammo like a free throw, free throw

[verse 1]
i’m so good, so amazing, like 2pac so outstanding
let all them haters hating me i’m still so entertaining
and ya’ll know i’m awaking, but sometimes i’ll fainting my brain feels so f-cking dizzy
“oh run your facial is jizzy!”

you b-tches call me juicy
tbh my lyrics are saucy
now let me make this mixtape salty
swaggin’ cookin’ red thai curry
spicy, i’m hotchinaboy
rhyme so fast to fly on the sky be the guy who put that soy sauce on you face
so you trace him wanna race him, like a pkm raging all the metal bullets on those fetal pullets
bet you r-t-rds are aiming on the regal bullate -ss as i become mess i p-ss you and my ball on the gr-ss then i kick that light-m-ss soccer
i’m a striker also a rapper put my record on the billboard, when my album hit the platinum, i’ll be a phantom, i’ll find them, then i’ll tell them:
“f-ck ya’ll labels and facebook, stop that commercial and let’s be true.”
see me whippin’ trappin’ accelerating 80 miles per time square
dabbin’ dancin’ rappin’ at the concert new year eve new york time square
takin’ saturn v on the side of road takin’ off leavin’ atmosphere
in the rocket party rockin’ with four b-tches can’t you feel the atmosphere?

i knew the school gonna come find me and tell me to stop being me ‘cause
my calves looking too s-xy, my d-ck is too tasty
for girls they don’t want to go school on monday
they’d rather spend 8 periods in my home instead of cl-ssroom
and i don’t know what the heck they want me to do with them in my godd-mn bedroom

“and i used my franklin as a napkin then i spin it on my new imported lambskin rug
gl-sses of champagne on the dance floor makes me feel snug i’m the new rock star
then i rushed into the studio recorded a song named diamond dog
now i’m died you will still pay for my new music on the itunes store.”
f-bomb major tom (forget rock now it’s time for some hip-hop storm.)

oh, shakalaka tsamina mina waka waka shangri-la
i go form superstar of alabama to supernova
i’m so revolutionary they are so fragmentary reading bicentenary edition of almagest
i’m ahmad ibn mājid selling cookies and 420
sailing through the sea of moses making money
picking up my ak47 with a pistol for a sortie
heading for a drinking party, falling into a black tea party, now yall have to vote for cruzy
you see me hugging that blondie, swinging with dollar in a gunny
“hotchinaboy is too overheat.” b-tch you right ‘cause i’m an el17e
hear me rap neat on the icky beat dating your sister at a window seat
now finish your vocab sheet then go shopping at the dollar tree

“teach me how to make cash like you, teach me how could i add more zeros”
all i can tell you is get some tissue and go online watch point of view
you want to live life in a truman show, i think that you need some weed to chew
in your mouth so you can déjà vu walter mitty on their faces, too
pollination, prost-tution, tu pimp a caterpillar or to go against the new const-tution, my vacation
was too hype that i have to pipe human b-tton-fly so i can survive on this motherf-cking post-war wasteland
there were no caps in the trashcan ‘cause there was too much man-made plastic
for the t-ts they covered make my m-ssive p-n-s anti-thermoplastic
getting so active and elastic at that romantic place automatic
lasted so long on the watch all the catholic girls call it dramatic magic
looking forward to get some fame interscholastic

i wanted to be as good as marshall mathers in a rap compet-tion
but maybe i’m just too bad to be a physicist for the panthers to study cancer
so i will never get an answer form my favorite dancer i would rather be an anchor
then i don’t have to hear she doesn’t give a sh-t about me after
well, f-ck it
when i’m stuck in the middle, there might be another box of chocolate
droplet can’t stay on my dress shirt
it’s so racist if you think i need to go to hazel green to hold a concert, then call me bert
green soap? it’s for you. i got the hoes when i have all the cash flow
you gonna know hotchinaboy mixtape, yo!

- unknown artist

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