Lyric Cash Over - Ice Cube

Lyric Song Cash Over: Mack 10 Whassup Cube dog I got this bitch ass nigga right here Y know
in with this tramp ass bitch Puttin her before the scrill all the time
yaknowhatI msayin Man I got this nigga transcripts
and every mother in thang Tellin this bitch all my mother in business Puttin ass over cash everyday Nigga that
this Westside Ice Cube Be gone you in peon
got the Don furious Talkin on the phone got the Federal curious I m serious! I don t give a where he is Snatch him out the factory
bring his ass back to me How the you think I got the NAME Bossalini Punk Mack God Rap Genie
you can t see me Up in this game ever since you was a lame Y all train at my school
nigga I rule You never make me holla
smokin on a fifteen dollar from across the water
watch your daughter She might catch the Holy Ghost from this rap sermon While you vermin smokin Sherman
I m rollin somethin German
bitch Money earnin makin mo money ching ching Enemies look so funny
with they clothes bummy Don t need no honey
that s right Cause I m thinkin with my big head
what said! Chorus Ice Cube We puttin cash over ass
each and every day Go on let the players play
the hustlers We some money makin mother ers
I know that you love us! We puttin cash over ass
each and every day Go on let the players play
the hustlers We some money makin mother ers
I know that you love us! Ice Cube Now who s that nigga got these bitches lookin silly Me! I m the Big Willie for rilly
the real dilly You can ask Phillie cause I got a year s supply Yup! You must want to die
don t get the lye after dark up at Griffith Park
shallow grave for the mark check his heart
the game about to start Big thangs automatic pu tang automatic Keep your mind off them bitches
eyes on your riches If it twitches give it stitches If it jiggles or switches
and take pictures
now I m livin in a two point zone
and I m still bumpin Call me in the clutch
ain t lost my touch Nigga what on the microphone If I drove it in the video
bitch
I can drive it home Tight as a Corleone You got to get your own
baby get on
now Chorus Ice Cube Get your ass up and go to work
cause you know on payday
nigga that shit gon hurt in with a skirt instead of handlin your bizness Rich dude
now you got to make three wishes I m suspicious
of any mother er puttin over finance Specially in up my plans I m the boss
I can be late but you ll never see her and me
over currency Givin you the third degree
cause you got too many broke bitches and you like bankin for a penny Stop in on them dum dums Find one with some ass and some income Who wanna win Who wanna spin Who wanna make
twenty five eight Me Ice Cube the great
pushin rhymes like weight Chorus 2X Never put that hoe
in front of that dough nigga For what Never

a bitch nigga For what She ain t gon love you if you ain t got no dough fool Bitch in with me got to be workin
gettin paid yaknahmsayin Gotta come up
scrilla scrilla y all Never ass over cash nigga Scrilla scrilla y all We greedy Cha ching! She can get some CD s
push some keys Cha ching! Ha ha ha
make the bitches shake they Cha ching
cha ching! Over my knee Cha ching
cha ching! Never ass over cash Never ass over cash