Lyrics Cash Better - Iamdominiquelee

(Cedes hit the ting)
Yea
Look, yea
Laugh at em (yea), I like cash Better (yea)
I like fast whips (yea), Hit the gas pedal (yea)
I know all Crips (crip), yea they never act different (yea)
Niggas laughing at me (yea), I bet my bag is happy
My baby call me daddy that's my daughter nigga (wait)
I got my son straight (yea), you niggas dumb late
Can't even jump straight, I let my brudda shoot em
This is how we fuckin do it (yea), fuck that restitution
This that go to school shit I'm up in Cali by myself
Like I'm suppose to do this (yea)
Lets hit the gym nigga, wait
I bet my dick's bigger, I got 6 figures (yea)
Ima make it 10 (yea), i gotta fuckin win
Do yo shit shorty, Get your nails done (yea)
I see you moved to Dallas
Nigga talking bout it that money, nigga make it
Niggas always seem to cap it
BB coming to me, nigga acting like a bully (yea)
Get the money run into it, what you doing
Nigga getting to that paper what I gotta do salute it (yea)
Ima dog, ima ahhhhh ima monster
We ain't talking bout my father (yea)
We just talking bout that cash
This shit really bout my daughter (yea)
What you do, Ima laugh at em (ima laugh at em)
Ima sit back and throw this fuckin bag at em (yea)
Niggas gold watching (yea), ima trash grabber (yea)
Bitches looking at my pockets cause my cash better
Bitch I ain't finish (yea)
I ain't make it but I'm in it (yea)
Got my brother yea I'm twinnin (yea)
No approach them colors
No approach them women (yea)
No approach about them Niggas (yea)
No approach about them killers poppin shit
They in they feelings (yea)
What you talkin bout (yea)
Baby coming to me talking bout
She had been dreaming (yea)
Running back n fourth we in New York I had her screaming
Talking bout my shorts
We in the court she end up bleeding (yea)
Poked her with my fork that shit kept running
Now she creaming
(Yea) Why you gotta kept on creaming (yea)
Told me you know how to do it baby keep on breathing
Niggas don't know how to it, tell em that shit easy (yea)
If you don't know how to do it
Bitch I say just leave em (yea)
Got my cash together (yea)
I been so about my money got my swag together (yea)
Fuck it I've been so about my business (yea)
I gotta fuckin finish (yea)
You hear it from my daughter (aye), her daddy fuckin winnin

Wait
Yea, yea
Her daddy fuckin winning (wait)
Listen to me closely (yea), do what you supposed to
Niggas don't know how to act
You acting like some roaches
Brother I'm just focus (yea), nigga I'm just focus
Nigga don't know how to act
I told em keep it focus (yea)
Gotta get my money right you don't even know it (yea)
Brodie said he counting on me, fuck I gotta show it (yea)
Nigga said he wit it get the ticket now it's over (yea)
Nigga don't know how to act
I told em keep it focus (yea)
Gotta get my money right you don't even know it (yea)
Brodie said he counting on me, fuck I gotta show it (yea)
Nigga said he wit it get the ticket
Now it's over
(Yea)