Meridian Dan, President T, Wiley - So Much Cash lyrics
[Meridian Dan, President T, Wiley - So Much Cash lyrics]
I wanna get cash, so much cash
How much cash can I fit in a briefcase?
Working my socks off these days
Do I look like a star in deep space?
How can you tell who's shining?
There's so many stars round these ways
I'm out here, ain't slept in three days
Out here making tunes for the DJs
Hold it down, i don't wanna see these man
Get out of the pram
To make a point, you missed the point
Out of the gram
So much cash, can't put me in the slam
I was in Manny, but I weren't taking the tram
"Prez, heard you're moving boxes"
They better know that I am
Know that I will, know that I can
I bring the fire, and I ain't talking Sam
Never had a clue
But it don't mean I was part of a Klan
Said I was smoking behind the wheel
For only part of my ban
To all my fans, please don't think
Back in My Face is when I began
I wanna get cash, so much cash
How much cash can I fit in a briefcase?
Working my socks off these days
Do I look like a star in deep space?
How can you tell who's shining?
There's so many stars round these ways
I'm out here, ain't slept in three days
Out here making tunes for the DJs
I've had so much cash
When I think what I spent
All that I borrowed and all that I lent
I think 'bout that and get upset
I ring my dad cause a man's gotta vent
I spent so much Ps on rent
I don't know where my Ps went
How much cash can a man dispense?
Should've bought a little three-bed in Kent
Don't watch that, it's all timing
Air in my lungs, I'm smiling
Could've been on the rooftop, tiling
Call me the ladder boy, see man climbing
Bare wisdom but took out the tooth
Gonna make cash from drops in the booth
Didn't think this could pop as a youth
So much cash to be had, that's truth
I wanna get cash, so much cash
How much cash can I fit in a briefcase?
Working my socks off these days
Do I look like a star in deep space?
How can you tell who's shining?
There's so many stars round these ways
I'm out here, ain't slept in three days
Out here making tunes for the DJs
So much cash, so much loot
Might start wearing a whistle and flute
Even though I'm a road yute
Put shoes on, take off the Jordan boot
Have you noticed when you're the in ting
Then you get everybody calling you?
But you didn't care when man weren't here
So I ain't calling you
Cash, money, money, cash
Had it since jungle champagne splash
Had it since
It was DJ Brockie and Det was the host
I ain't gotta boast
But I got a couple yards in
The sun by the coast
And I won't stop buying em
Call my family up and start flying em
I wanna get cash, so much cash
How much cash can I fit in a briefcase?
Working my socks off these days
Do I look like a star in deep space?
How can you tell who's shining?
There's so many stars round these ways
I'm out here, ain't slept in three days
Out here making tunes for the DJs
How much cash can I fit in a briefcase?
Working my socks off these days
Do I look like a star in deep space?
How can you tell who's shining?
There's so many stars round these ways
I'm out here, ain't slept in three days
Out here making tunes for the DJs
Hold it down, i don't wanna see these man
Get out of the pram
To make a point, you missed the point
Out of the gram
So much cash, can't put me in the slam
I was in Manny, but I weren't taking the tram
"Prez, heard you're moving boxes"
They better know that I am
Know that I will, know that I can
I bring the fire, and I ain't talking Sam
Never had a clue
But it don't mean I was part of a Klan
Said I was smoking behind the wheel
For only part of my ban
To all my fans, please don't think
Back in My Face is when I began
I wanna get cash, so much cash
How much cash can I fit in a briefcase?
Working my socks off these days
Do I look like a star in deep space?
How can you tell who's shining?
There's so many stars round these ways
I'm out here, ain't slept in three days
Out here making tunes for the DJs
I've had so much cash
When I think what I spent
All that I borrowed and all that I lent
I think 'bout that and get upset
I ring my dad cause a man's gotta vent
I spent so much Ps on rent
I don't know where my Ps went
How much cash can a man dispense?
Should've bought a little three-bed in Kent
Don't watch that, it's all timing
Air in my lungs, I'm smiling
Could've been on the rooftop, tiling
Call me the ladder boy, see man climbing
Bare wisdom but took out the tooth
Gonna make cash from drops in the booth
Didn't think this could pop as a youth
So much cash to be had, that's truth
I wanna get cash, so much cash
How much cash can I fit in a briefcase?
Working my socks off these days
Do I look like a star in deep space?
How can you tell who's shining?
There's so many stars round these ways
I'm out here, ain't slept in three days
Out here making tunes for the DJs
So much cash, so much loot
Might start wearing a whistle and flute
Even though I'm a road yute
Put shoes on, take off the Jordan boot
Have you noticed when you're the in ting
Then you get everybody calling you?
But you didn't care when man weren't here
So I ain't calling you
Cash, money, money, cash
Had it since jungle champagne splash
Had it since
It was DJ Brockie and Det was the host
I ain't gotta boast
But I got a couple yards in
The sun by the coast
And I won't stop buying em
Call my family up and start flying em
I wanna get cash, so much cash
How much cash can I fit in a briefcase?
Working my socks off these days
Do I look like a star in deep space?
How can you tell who's shining?
There's so many stars round these ways
I'm out here, ain't slept in three days
Out here making tunes for the DJs