Where The Cash At? lyrics

by

Master P


[Verse 1]
Little n*gga where the cash at?
I been chilling where the trap at
Bad b*tch with a accent
She see em, where the racks at
They say I wouldn't, but I did that
I might pull up in a new Jag
Knew the money would change me
Look at my chains, my diamonds they wavy
b*tches they tried to play me, now these hoes asking for babies
My whole life changed all in one year
In the kitchen made a brick disappear
Lot of ice, whole block in my ear
It took a lot of hard work to get in here
Police they say they have evidence
Free my n*ggas, that's irreverent
Taking trips out to Beverly
God said I was heaven sent

[Hook]
Wake up and I gotta go get it
Rich n*gga I done ran up a million
You can ask me how I did it
I'ma tell you go get it
I been counting up daily
Coupe going crazy
Looking at my diamonds they wavy
I knew that the money would change me
[Verse 2]
Still in the hood with a trap n*gga, b*tch wanna ride like a bicycle
b*tch I got rich and I'll never change
Came in this b*tch with the Migos gang
I'ma make your ho do the dishes
High class trap n*gga in the Fisker
Real sh*t, I'm living like Diddy
New York right now smoking cookies
Made a hunnid, when you see me I'm flexing
What the hell I ain't do no texting
In the field getting pints outside Texas
Sipping syrup in the morning, no breakfast
I heard they said I'm a superstar
All of my trap got them burglar bars
Came from the hood now I'm switching cars
Thanking the lord that I made it far

[Hook]
Wake up and I gotta go get it
Rich n*gga I done ran up a million
You can ask how I did it
I'ma take over again
I been counting up daily
Coupe going crazy
Looking at my diamonds they wavy
I knew that the money would change me
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