Cash Lyrics - Triple F Life: Fans, Friends & Family - Waka Flocka Flame

[Featuring: Wooh da Kid] 

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame] 

So pump right out my bong 

Don't leave 'til the whole bong gone 

2 Track don't fear my past 

Hustlin' for the cash 

Grindin' for this cash 

Hustlin' for the cash 

Grindin' for this cash 

All I know is... 

So pump right out my bong 

Don't leave 'til the whole bong gone 

2 Track don't fear my past 

Hustlin' for the cash 

Grindin' for this cash 

Hustlin' for the cash 

Grindin' for this cash 

All I know is... 

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[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame] 

I gotta get it, gotta get it, oh the money marathon 

All I know if flex and grind, what the flock? I gotta shine 

I wanna hit it, wanna hit it, got that bitch on my mind 

Ain't no thin ones over here, you gon get stuck there every time 

Waka Flocka Waka Flocka, keep the coke up every time 

Winner ate the stash, it's alright, can't lose they mind 

Late late late, you are my kind, thank you Billy porcupine 

All I know is takin' paper, aha gla gla gla 

Always in the hood, ain't hard to find 

Get with us if you sell a tone 

And you mad dog, fuck one time 

What about yours and what about mine? 

People tried, can't stop me, I chui sukaki 

Where you from, where wait up 

My squad brick-nopoli 

Squuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuad! 

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So pump right out my bong 

Don't leave 'til the whole bong gone 

2 Track don't fear my past 

Hustlin' for the cash 

Grindin' for this cash 

Hustlin' for the cash 

Grindin' for this cash 

All I know is... 

So pump right out my bong 

Don't leave 'til the whole bong gone 

2 Track don't fear my past 

Hustlin' for the cash 

Grindin' for this cash 

Hustlin' for the cash 

Grindin' for this cash 

All I know is... 

[Verse 2: Wooh Da Kid] 

All I know is Guala Harry bring cash 

I need all my money, Harry quick fast 

Don't plan, 'xcept you playin' with my check 

You just had his shoulders, bitch ate a snack 

I got 2 guys to leave you guys dirty 

No one fuck with money on your hand, you'll be found 

Adios, enough of all this he say she say 

I say you go down, you just made your pay 

All he want is fame, pull him on the poster 

Playin' with my bred, it gets you burnt by the toaster 

Grind for the cash, hustle for the hell of it 

Gon say like I just like the smell of it 

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame] 

So pump right out my bong 

Don't leave 'til the whole bong gone 

2 Track don't fear my past 

Hustlin' for the cash 

Grindin' for this cash 

Hustlin' for the cash 

Grindin' for this cash 

All I know is... 

So pump right out my bong 

Don't leave 'til the whole bong gone 

2 Track don't fear my past 

Hustlin' for the cash 

Grindin' for this cash 

Hustlin' for the cash 

Grindin' for this cash 

All I know is...