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Waka Flocka Flame - Cash lyrics
[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... 
 [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! 
 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 cashWaka Flocka Flame - Cash - http://motolyrics.com/waka-flocka-flame/cash-lyrics.html
 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...









