Cash Kidd, NoCap - Yea Freestyle lyrics
[Cash Kidd, NoCap - Yea Freestyle lyrics]
(You just found the plug)
(I like that, Anton)
Ouu, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
Aye, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
Aye, ouu
Black Friday, I got dick 10% off, yea
I just flee on the cops, I know they ticked off, yea
Pissed off, cause his pockets full of lint balls, yea
House sittin' on a cliff, I'm a big dog, yea
Niggas broke and still scared, boy, it's just fraud
Why they hatin' on your baby, let me get off
Boy your ass a homebody, you like Ms. Claus
Hey, get some motion nigga
I got rich, I'm hoeing niggas, Imma keep on hoeing niggas
How the fuck did you fall in love with a homeless nigga, yea
Took a nigga bitch, he done cried the hoe a river
All my haters look like crackheads, they broke, old and bitter
Every time I step outside, that shit a motion picture
In one day I touched more dough than a Jehovah Witness, aye, hey
What the fuck you give me Nell, it taste like Bubble Gum
I just broke a bitch heart and healed another one
I got twenty thousand on me, stealing honey buns
Boy your pockets got skinny, you like Buddy Love
A goofy think I'll let my brother go one-on-one
I got something for his stupid ass right here, yea
Your bitch dreamed that I stabbed her, this a nightmare, yea
I didn't ask for her name, I do not care, yea
I didn't ask for her name, I don't give a fuck, yea
Put a Perc in her butt, told her "Giddy up", hey
Nigga touch one of us, turn the city up, aye
I can say what I want now, I'm rich as fuck
I can do what I want now, I'm lit as fuck
Hating on the Kidd, now he dead as fuck
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
(Do you love me, she say)
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
All that dissin', when we catch him, he better wear it like a wig
In Detroit, I know some hustlers, wanted cash since they was kids
Money talk, nigga, you cut off your damn lips
Bro in the cut, he catch a body for a chopped whip
Ain't gangbang, but them hollows got him throwin' up blood
They caught lil homie at the light and smoked him just like a bud
You switched on me, but say I'm trippin', how I'm 'posed to react
If you knew you wasn't gon' come through, why you promised me that
Aye, you can't call me by my government
You don't get them privileges like my other bitch
If I didn't fuck the bitch, Foreign fucked the bitch
Draco sittin' in the car, need some punishment
Both of my wrists filled up with ice, two ain't enough arms
Don't try the G.O.A.T, I'll have his mama buying suits for him
I'm on the tour bus with some killers and some pill poppers
Crooked smiles, I got some llamas for you grasshoppers
Beat the cat and call her later, I'm a real problem
Wanna go spin after I ate, but I got mil's callin'
No it wasn't workin', so I just fired her like a manager
Way too bipolar and she be doing the bare minimum
My mother say "Don't let 'em come back, if they don't finish 'em"
My bro be sellin' J's on the low, I call 'em Jennifer
Put her in Ferragamo, that's the only way I cuff her
She say she like my rhymes, so it's easy for me to bust her
Send him up to the sky, won't pay if you say you scraped him
One hand on my fork, the other one under the table
I gotta eat with this bitch on me (I gotta eat with this bitch on me)
(I like that, Anton)
Ouu, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
Aye, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
Aye, ouu
Black Friday, I got dick 10% off, yea
I just flee on the cops, I know they ticked off, yea
Pissed off, cause his pockets full of lint balls, yea
House sittin' on a cliff, I'm a big dog, yea
Niggas broke and still scared, boy, it's just fraud
Why they hatin' on your baby, let me get off
Boy your ass a homebody, you like Ms. Claus
Hey, get some motion nigga
I got rich, I'm hoeing niggas, Imma keep on hoeing niggas
How the fuck did you fall in love with a homeless nigga, yea
Took a nigga bitch, he done cried the hoe a river
All my haters look like crackheads, they broke, old and bitter
Every time I step outside, that shit a motion picture
In one day I touched more dough than a Jehovah Witness, aye, hey
What the fuck you give me Nell, it taste like Bubble Gum
I just broke a bitch heart and healed another one
I got twenty thousand on me, stealing honey buns
Boy your pockets got skinny, you like Buddy Love
A goofy think I'll let my brother go one-on-one
I got something for his stupid ass right here, yea
Your bitch dreamed that I stabbed her, this a nightmare, yea
I didn't ask for her name, I do not care, yea
I didn't ask for her name, I don't give a fuck, yea
Put a Perc in her butt, told her "Giddy up", hey
Nigga touch one of us, turn the city up, aye
I can say what I want now, I'm rich as fuck
I can do what I want now, I'm lit as fuck
Hating on the Kidd, now he dead as fuck
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
(Do you love me, she say)
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
All that dissin', when we catch him, he better wear it like a wig
In Detroit, I know some hustlers, wanted cash since they was kids
Money talk, nigga, you cut off your damn lips
Bro in the cut, he catch a body for a chopped whip
Ain't gangbang, but them hollows got him throwin' up blood
They caught lil homie at the light and smoked him just like a bud
You switched on me, but say I'm trippin', how I'm 'posed to react
If you knew you wasn't gon' come through, why you promised me that
Aye, you can't call me by my government
You don't get them privileges like my other bitch
If I didn't fuck the bitch, Foreign fucked the bitch
Draco sittin' in the car, need some punishment
Both of my wrists filled up with ice, two ain't enough arms
Don't try the G.O.A.T, I'll have his mama buying suits for him
I'm on the tour bus with some killers and some pill poppers
Crooked smiles, I got some llamas for you grasshoppers
Beat the cat and call her later, I'm a real problem
Wanna go spin after I ate, but I got mil's callin'
No it wasn't workin', so I just fired her like a manager
Way too bipolar and she be doing the bare minimum
My mother say "Don't let 'em come back, if they don't finish 'em"
My bro be sellin' J's on the low, I call 'em Jennifer
Put her in Ferragamo, that's the only way I cuff her
She say she like my rhymes, so it's easy for me to bust her
Send him up to the sky, won't pay if you say you scraped him
One hand on my fork, the other one under the table
I gotta eat with this bitch on me (I gotta eat with this bitch on me)