Shy Glizzy - Cashin' Out lyrics

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Shy Glizzy - Cashin' Out lyrics

[Verse 1: Shy Glizzy] Fire! Awwww I'm Cashin' Out I'm Cashin' Out I'm Cashin' Out I'm Cashin' Out 36 Ounces So I'm Ridin Round Like I'm Nino (Awww) Rockin Cremo With my n***a B-Rite From Primo (Primo) Glizzy Gang the mob we part of the Gambino (Gambino) I'm out Miami calling shots like Dan Marino (Dan Marino) Why you ball so hard Glizzy why you ball so hard (Swoosh) The way the people worship me You would've thought Glizzy was God Diesel on my legs (My Legs) I got Cremo on my body (My Body) I'm trynna get that ghost So that mean Cremo what I'm riding (Skrrrt) I got amigos at Chipotle They hook me up with them rice bowls (Awww) We meet up on they off days They hook me up with them white O's (Awww) I don't f** with slight hoes Slight hoes wanna f** me I take them too the Doubletree And kick them out like Rugby (Like Rugby) I whip the work and measure it (Awww) My homeboys, they selling it (Awww) Shoutout my n***a KG They gettin' it off, Conneticut (Awww) Got a b**h from Argentina (Argentina) I think her name Sabrina (Sabrina) She say she a singer She remind me of Selena (Selena) I met her at the cleaners She pulled up in that Beamer (That Beamer) Baby mama type, I'm bouta make her ballerina (ballerina) I'm from 37th (37th) That's all the f** I'm repping (Reppin') I came up bumping Hot Boys and No Limits (Awww) With drama as rappers All the f** they doing is resting (Resting) I'm the type to go broke And go rob 7-11 damn I paid 31 for that brick boy I'm cashing out, Damn I got 31 in my chip boy, I'm spasing out (Bew bew Bew Bew) Your friend just came and got his dick you bragging bout (Awww) Now you that stupid ho we right here laughing out (Ahahaaa) I'm Cashin' Out I'm Cashin' Out I'm Cashin' Out I'm Cashin' Out (Awww)

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