[Intro - DJ Khaled]We the Best, Def Jam
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I introduce you to Ace
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Ace, let's get money
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[Intro - Rick Ross (T-Pain)](Cash flow) Haha
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It's too easy nigga (Bankroll)
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We don't count money no more
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We weigh that shit
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[Verse 1 - Ace Hood]Eh knock knock, bang bang
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Where the cash at?
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We ain't got to leave you bloody like a Tampax
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Come up shooting at you thugs Aflac
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Then I fall in the suede black Maybach
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See I'm back for the money like I left that
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See I be running on the route where the cash go
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And any nigga interfering with the cash flow
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So he can get pumped on like Citgo
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Make his body bounce bounce like a '64
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Tall clips chrome lips see the big gold
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See I'm a duffle bag boy like I move coke
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Big crack through the music so the flow dope
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I keep my money over bitches till the door close
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I need money like a bitch need dick more
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I'm trying to see it like I'm motherfucking Castro
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Rubber bands in my pants, and a swift bankroll
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[Chorus - T-Pain]I'll tell you one thing don't play about mine
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I be banging on your front door with the .9
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I'ma come see you (See you)
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I'ma come see you (See you)
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I need all my dough not a dollar short
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And if you don't have it then you gotta go
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I'ma come see you (See you)
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Hey (Hey)
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We put our hands in the sky let them know that we about that
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Cash flow
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I need it on time I'm, talking bank roll
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My money, my money, my money
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Cash flow
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I need it on time I'm talking bank roll
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My money, my money, my money
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[Verse 2 - Ace Hood]And where my money young niggas got to have that
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Rubber bands by the grands in a big bag
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Pockets fat like I'm carrying a backpack
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A couple grand for the Louis band napsack
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Understand I'm the man who you can't match
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Money man minivan full of brown bags
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Bet a grand any man never top that
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Because money and the gat pop those straps
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Getting loot in the top drop right back
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I ain't playing creep your avenue in all black
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Bust shots like a New Year day blast
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And I ride all day like a bus pass
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Grinding hard for the bread and the cash flow
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Kick doors wave .4's where the cash go
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I'm trying to see it like I'm motherfucking Castro
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Rubber bands in my pants and a swift bankroll
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 3 - Rick Ross]Big money in the dope hole
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See the Beamers when you pull up in the dope home (My money)
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Seventeen and he got his own kilo
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Burning green, nigga living like Nino
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Riding clean wax sitting for the C-note
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It ain't green get it back with tha C-low
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Momma dead broke, daddy fucked up
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I'ma make them come and hit me with the recoup
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Goddammit I'm still in the dope spot
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Why the fuck you think I pull up in a dope car?
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Gold shoes stepping out with a dope bitch
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Cartel so she got to suck four dicks
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I be me, V.I.P, DJ Khaled, M.O.B.
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Girls so hot, Ace so cold, taking bets, Ace won't fold
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[Chorus]
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Cash Flow
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| DJ Khaled |
