Ca$h Out (Cash Out) - Let's Get It (Remix) lyrics

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Ca$h Out (Cash Out) - Let's Get It (Remix) lyrics

[Produced By DJ Spinz] [Intro: Cash Out] Let's get it, n***a, let's get it If you about this money, let's get it Boss up [Hook: Cash Out] I got the d** and I got a plug, they checking our tickets b**hes they stare at my pants and be like boy what’s in them britches? Keep red bottoms on the bottom my shoe, they like how we kick it I had a boss talk with my crew, and I told them n***as let’s get it Let's get it, let's get it Let's get it, let's get it I got the d** and I got a plug, they checking our tickets I had a boss talk with my crew and I told them n***as let's get it [Verse 1: Ca$h Out] I'm in a boat, yeah, I’m in a boat, yeah, I'm in a boat I'm cooking up blow, I'm cooking up blow, I'm cooking up blow A half of grip for my body before I come to your show A half of brick or better before you come to my door Let's get it, she know I'm a D-boy Shinin', cuttin' it, Bruce Leroy My Forgis, my Forgis, put the baby on her face f**ing her bush, this be the closed casket Go get me a coffin, let's get it, let's get it, let’s get it These b**hes, they cook naked, showing they a** and titties And I know that she with it And before I said something, she said let's get it [Hook] [Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign] All of my b**hes, they know what it is, they know we gon get it I'll probably just get the head, she ain’t got no a** and titties Smoking a joint while she s**ing me off, blow the smoke in her face Watching her, then I got to go, n***a got money to make Money be coming and so do these b**hes These n***as wearing fake Rollies, man I hate this sh**, take it The OG to the kush, we got it I flew in the air, and I f**ed me a b**h that be working at Follies Told her pull up and let’s get it Girl I’m not your man, I’m your n***a Don’t f** around with the f** around I give her the business [Hook] [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] Leave out the club, I’m smoking on d**, a couple of b**hes See that new nine, eleven, you don’t own the color, that’s Wiz’s One in my bed, and one on my line, like I’m going fishing Kush in my lungs, I smoke when I want, they want me for Christmas Rolling my weed, she cook and she clean, she doing my dishes Came over, she pulled my dick out, then she started blowing it kisses Sprayed it all over her face, now my b**h watching her children Probably be in outer space, standing on all of these millions Let’s get it n***as, a** fat but her titties bigger b**h you from the 90’s, I’m tryna put some dick up in your life Girl let’s get it! Ho

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