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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tope Sunday Shobowale
Songwriter
Kishana Livingston
Songwriter
Koaliah Thompson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SoundsBySunday
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Lyrics
Don't be surprise if she ask where the cash at
Man I'm so sick of these broke ass niggas coming up to the club with no cash
Like they don't know where they coming to
These broke ass niggas think they slick
It's alright every nigga out there that told me they don't have cash
About to make a cash app
I'm gonna get paid some how
Run me my money
Cash App me
Sunday this beat crazy
Don't be surprise if she ask where the cash at
(Look When I ask nigga where the cash at)
Don't be surprise if she ask where the cash at
(Uh What some ass where the cash at)
Don't be surprise if she ask where the cash at
(Uh fuck it nigga run the stash then)
Don't be surprise if she ask where the cash at
Where the, where the cash at
Where the cash at
Where, where the cash at
Where, where the cash at
Where the, where the cash at
Where the cash at
Yea nigga don't act confuse
Don't act like yo name Steve you ain't blue and get the clue
Don't act like I'm not me and I ain't tell you I'm the truth
Don't play me like I'm not the baddest bitch up in the room easy
Make a niggas leg shake woah woah
Got him falling off the bed can't even walk straight walk uh
Got it dripping off his chin how that sauce taste slurp
Spell my name with his tongue until his jaws ache
Yea I'm that motherfucker motherfucker with that motherfucker god damn
Got your little brother cunt sucking like a thumb sucker
Crazy got these niggas jumping hoops for a phone number ha ha ha
And by the time he try to call it it's the wrong number
Ugh Flew me to the city city gone
He some pum pum that na na that licky licky okay
He want that itchi gitchi ya ya yea I'm wit it wit it
But he surprise when I ask for them benny benny's uh uh
Don't be surprise when I ask what it's hitting for
Nigga trying to act and you know you did this shit before
Don't be surprise when I ask uh aye where the cash
I'm so fucking player
When I was in Las Vegas
A hoe ran away from me because she said she wasn't gonna work for me HA
That's real shit
Look look She'll bust It open for the cash app
No cap little momma know that ass fat
No cap little baby throw that ass back
Don't be surprise if she ask where the cash at
Woah You know I'm a player baby I won't spend no dough
Now turn around pop it out and drop it to the Floor
Reaching for some cash you know that's a Oh no
You begging for some Koke man you might overdose
Oochie walla Walla
Ooch cha bang bang
She get no dollars dollars
She gets no change change
Mister damn near perfect
The king dang a Lang
Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh
Writer(s): Tope Shobowale
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