Lyrics Mr. Crocker - TMM Ca$h Mani
It's
Cash
Mani
TMM
shit
TMM
shit
The
Money
Motivated
niggas
Cash
My
nigga
I'm
tired
as
shit
Ain't
no
food
in
my
fridge
finna
go
Hit
a
lick
or
something
You
niggas
don't
know
how
I
live
Keep
on
thinking
I'm
rich
Nigga
get
off
my
dick
or
something
Asking
for
pennies
and
dollars
You
ain't
even
holla
when
I
had
to
sit
For
something
So
please
get
the
fuck
out
my
face
Yeah
I
just
beat
a
case
and
I
ain't
say
Who
did
nothing
You
niggas
rats
y'all
be
big
bluffin
Y'all
aint
did
nothing
except
for
pig
hugging
Not
a
blood
I
see
red
when
I'm
big
thugging
Think
you
big
bugging
make
me
Squish
something
Nobody
ever
told
me
get
my
bars
up
I'll
put
my
paws
up
leave
somebody
Scared
up
I'm
the
one
shooting
star
you
can't
Bite
the
star
dust
Ride
the
bench
til'
you
ball
you
ain't
Like
the
starters
My
young
bull
he
a
dog
he
will
bite
His
target
If
they
run
that's
two
wills
a
bike
With
joggers
On
the
run
to
Atlanta
I
flight
with
Charges
I
was
fighting
charges
cause'
a
dyke
Was
jawless
On
the
A
fizzles
fighting
for
dimes
of
Hardest
I
felt
like
R
Kelly
trapped
in
that
Closet
Go
bananas
I'm
Santa
im
in
her
boxes
I
get
in
her
body
Ian
just
anybody
Got
a
foreign
whip
but
you
just
rent
The
body
She
let
me
F
like
Mr.Crocker,
had
to
Take
lil
Wanda
to
the
doctor
Bug's
Life
you
a
ant
I'm
a
hopper
We
the
starters
they
the
jockers
Applying
pressure
need
a
spotter
My
whole
team
on
the
roster,
your
Whole
team
full
of
coppers
We
be
playing
cops
and
robbers
Rico
story
Speaker
Knockerz
I
pray
to
God
that
I
prosper
While
I'm
plotting
foxing
trynna
Drop
ya
Pocket
watching
want
your
dollars
Elevate
the
conscious
daily
lomma
I
don't
really
like
my
bitch
in
no
Drama
But
if
it
come
to
algebra
she
gon'
Solve
it
Talking
dirty
K's
9's
and
Revolvers
My
nigga
I'm
tired
as
shit
Ain't
no
food
in
my
fridge
finna
go
Hit
a
lick
or
something
You
niggas
don't
know
how
I
live
Keep
on
thinking
I'm
rich
nigga
get
Off
my
dick
or
something
Asking
for
pennies
and
dollars
You
ain't
even
holla
when
I
had
to
sit
For
something
So
please
get
the
fuck
out
my
face
Yeah
I
just
beat
a
case
and
I
ain't
say
Who
did
nothing
I
got
the
map
my
girl
Adore
Doll
Keep
the
pack
inside
my
boot
to
Ensure
we
ball
Want
the
bundles
or
the
lashes
make
Sure
you
call
Empty
gassing
up
you
know
that
i
Know
fully
charged
(Fully
charged)
Drinking
out
the
flask,
she
pass
it
and
Drop
her
draws
Copy
us
to
get
a
spot
need
to
knock
it
Off
Flabbergasted
how
they
still
don't
Know
who
we
are
No
surpassing
me
my
son
I'm
the
Moon
to
stars
Sxarface
booling
with
the
crew
Pooling
in
a
Dodge
Don't
believe
him
he
a
fool
if
he
Trynna
fraud
I
was
starving
hit
a
lick
then
I
prayed
To
god
System
tried
to
lock
me
down
but
I'm
Staying
tall
Money
stacking
like
it's
Fortnite
Don't
need
a
wall
Everybody
wanna
fly
when
they
need
To
crawl
Humbled
my
life
Jesus
Christ
when
I
Beat
that
charge
Wine
to
water
I'm
the
king
why
you
Need
a
pawn
Shining
like
the
moon,
the
one
they
Been
sleeping
on
Mama
keep
a
nine
don't
make
her
Come
creeping
on
Walk
with
my
soul
like
yo
shoe
Where
yo
feet
been
on
Fill
his
wholes
with
lead
like
a
quiz
if
He
was
testing
me
I
never
went
to
chemistry
I
came
up
With
recipe
Call
me
Mr.
Krabs
in
my
bag
that's
The
chef
in
me
Streams
and
my
shows
emailed
with
A
check,
finna
run
it
up
next
Got
ya
hubby
upset
but
I'm
in
love
With
that
neck
get
funky
I
flex
My
nigga
I'm
tired
as
shit
Ain't
no
food
in
my
fridge
finna
go
Hit
a
lick
or
something
You
niggas
don't
know
how
I
live
Keep
on
thinking
I'm
rich
nigga
get
Off
my
dick
or
something
Asking
for
pennies
and
dollars
you
Ain't
even
holla
when
I
had
to
sit
for
Something
So
please
get
the
fuck
out
my
face
Yeah
I
just
beat
a
case
and
I
ain't
say
Who
did
nothing
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