Lyrics All I Care About - Al Doe

In the name of the father the son and the holy spirit

Im running into chase with cash, im with chase n cashe, we chasing cash man

Bx

Pretty bitchs call me from maryland//
Winter coming i three quarter my shearling//
Caught me slipping while i was doley//
Gold ap they tucking in all they rollies//
They aint know a nigga was classy//
Leaning by the bar politic'n with vashtie//
Wanna win then you gotta play right//
Cash money tee while i polly in front of alife//
Pope doe the coke rhymer//
No co-signer, everyday in designer//
Im the reason them bitches gossip//
Spanish nigga with chicken in all that fly shit//
You need a new flow i'll let you borrow mine//
Cipriani dinners them niggas sharing in carmines//
Flipping that yay//
It was chicken wings now we eating chicken satays//
Sign of the cross they know im god like//
My hands clean i pay them to do the job right//
Mind on murder i think strange//
Remind them of killa jeff hamilton pink range//
Her hair blowing when the gear shift//
Black tie this that affair shit//

We bubbling hard//
I got jumped now them bitches they in love with my scar//
(Doe)

I been doing my own thing
We gon get this chedda
B.b.m. we pop champagne
The money and bitches is all i care about
(All i care about)

The money and bitches is all i care about
(All i care about)
The money and bitches is all i care about
(All i care about)

Work moving from tijuana//
Spring coming philip lim on my bomber//
Cheap niggas look what ya man bought//
Skyline partyies up at the gansevoort//
Forgot i was nice heres a reminder//
Heard ya bitch a free agent im bout sign her//
Vs-1 slick as a gato//
Pockets gordo//
Papi calling me flaco//
Pope doe got a cigar lit, fed target//
Trying to corner the market//
Im the reason them niggas talking//
Car service to flights and them niggas walking//
Jumping outta the uber with all the weed smell//
Carry on european i paid retail//
Gripping that nine//
Eating sin city wings and i'm tipping that dime//
All this sexing i need a newport//
Primetime i'm killing niggas in two sports//
Talking bossy but u a doldier//
Never sober stuntin in red octobers//
Ordered the porterhouse and some yak//
Took too long told em to bring it back//
We bubbling hard //
I got jumped now them bitches they in love with my scar//