Ray Cash - Take How You Want It lyrics

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Ray Cash - Take How You Want It lyrics

[Intro] Take how you want it Take, take it how you take it Take, take it how you want it n***a, n***a... [Ray Cash] Shall I speak on my n***as behalf You n***as want drama, I'ma get off in yo a** How you love that, easy come, easy go Oh you want me to flow, so you stressing the raw Yeah thats what you looking for See all my n***as know is pain, put me in the street And you see all I know is gain, why, yall n***as is lame I only f** with dogs, cross me now you see my n***as is raw You f**ing with a god, see I got nothing to lose, but you go all out See you got something to prove, ooh I ain't f**in with you So if I do a show, and get the crowd hype and you ain't got my dough I'ma up pipe, so now you know the deal, now you know whats real sh** I spit is ill, I know my n***as k**, but you can.. [Chorus] x2 Take how you want it Take, take it how you take it Take, take it how you want it f**a However you want it man [Ray Cash] For dollars I would send you for a ? to get Excursion with Eddie Baur ? Impallas and problems plus my gun will show my power Picture me rollin', heavy Chevy oh no it ain't stolen And plus this dick that I'm holdin got these hoes wide open Stick my finga up to the world, hold em to my scrotem n***as think I ain't gonna rep, well I guess I gotta show em You gotta know when to hold em', gotta know when to fold em' You gotta know when to pay em, prasie em, play em or blow em You gotta know when to drop you a n***a or chop you a n***a Say f** hip-hop and flip-flops you a n***a I'm dope, you cook me up I'm rockin it n***a I'm A-1 Ivory put stock in me n***a, but you could.. [Chorus] [Ray Cash] I've been poppin my collar, since poppin a collar been popular Cuz I'm fresh to d**h and popular dont mean I won't pop at ya I know n***as who run and hide, boys who bust shots at ya Choose your side of the field, you pick mine I'm gonna ride with ya Last beef I had, really couldn't bust a n***a head I just signed my papers, Manolo went to get my bread I know this gonna be heard by the police and the feds But I'm gonna k** that mothaf**a you tell em what I said Cuz he could.. [Chorus] [Ray Cash] What my n***as want? Hoes! What my n***as need? Dough! What my n***as love? (what) Hennesy and weed! (yeah, yeah) What my n***as want? Hoes! What my n***as need? Dough! What my n***as love? (what) Hennesy and weed! (yeeeah) [Chorus]

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