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[Intro] I got the block on smash I got the block on smash Hey, hey-yay-ey, mmmm... [Hook] I got the block on smash But what I'm gon' do with all this doggone cash? If you do your thang, I'ma make it rain But only if you work it like I work my wood grain I got the ice on chill What I'm gon' do with all these hundred dollar bills? Hundred dollar bills, you know what it is But only if you work it like I work my wood wheel [Verse 1] Koopa, she thought about my riches and said "Give me what you have" And then she told her homegirl to go and get a couple bags And that's when I replied and said "You must be bad at math" My money flow like water, let's dive in and take a bath Splash, I'ma put some credit on the tab You see the card that's black and that's the equivalent of cash I'ma personalise my tags and call my slab the cab Cause when she's hoppin in, yeah she gon' have to pay for that Relax, cause I got my speakers to the max When I speak and start massagin it's like lotion on your back Every club that I hit is packed, everything I say is fact So if I said it you can bet that it's gon' always be exact [Interlude] Haha, hi hater, I know what you thinkin Why all the girls gotta slide towards him when he fall off in the club? That's cause I'm smellin like ten thousand dollar cologne You like what kind of cologne cost ten thousand dollars? That's that Wells Fargo Number Nine, take a sniff of success baby [Hook] [Verse 2] Boucin to the boot, lookin for ladies to recruit You can check and see that the swanger's sittin crooked like a tooth Vodka with the juice, now she tellin me that she loose Now she tellin me by the train and saying her friend is the caboose (True, true) Oops, I promised not to kiss and tell Cause I don't tell and might as well say that I ain't gon' kiss your girl I'ma bail in a Chevelle and just smoke, gon' leave a trail Swanger swangin while I'm slowly slidin sluggish like a snail Chamillionaire yeah! And I'm still popped up crooked Actin like we don't see the watchers lookin Plenty of heat in that stash spot, just cookin Gonna make me open up a box of whoopin [Hook] Please fill in the fields below and click SUBMIT to send it to your friend.
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