by Cash Out (Feat. B.o.B.)
[Intro: Cash Out]
D, Do this one for you man
you say Exclusive
say a word man, I gotchu
[Hook: Cash Out]
and I land up in your city, my bitch is exclusive
at the top floor suite, made me exclusive
aint no used to rolling your weed, if that aint exclusive
aint nobody toppin me, yeah Im so exclusive
My money get old, call me Frank Zappa
and Im the shit, put me in pamper
at the top floor suite, made me exclusive
they no used to rolling your weed, if that aint exclusive
[Verse 1: Cash Out]
aint nobody stoppin me, I thought I told you so
Im #1, go check your Billboard
haaa, bitch nigga Im cashin out
your God damn right baby, oh yeah Im mashin out
Im at the top floor suite, hey when..
I got my gold on, I see you looking
but shooters ride, so you can took it
oops I mean take it
sometime I forget I made it
when Im faded
I hit a naughty B you know thats exclusive
these shoes up on me feet yeah they exclusive
yeah, and Im rappin with my eyes closed
and when I scream for the streets I spit it from my soul
[Hook]
[verse 2: B.o.B.]
look, when I land off in your city
on this type of flight theres no tiki
better hold your girlfriend closer
cause she choosen on the committee
she googled phone my business
she loose she known to be with it
but thang there was so deep
ass so wet your boyfriend so in it
man she so slippery
plus she bowlegged so theres more leverage
so she gon grip it
.. them tinted, roof with no ceiling
fuck emotional I wont rent em
no, I dont pay no holes I dont spend a thing
these are mine I dont rent a thing
barber cash on a private runway
ya’ll niggas never seen a plane
booku, booku, a nigga got bread on booku
back of the whip gettin blue tooth
couldn’t put my life on youtube
now you understand what the goose do nigga
your girl gon off too much liquor
and you can have your girlfriend back
but its up to you what you do with her
[Hook]
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