Cash & Chow Lyrics by Sleepy Hallow
Patek and panicked
I be fixin’ *** up like mechanic
My Lord is great
I cannot come through the front with no backend
Was a dummy now she double backin’
Please, do not give me your heart, I’ma, uh
Please, do not give me your heart, I’ma, uh
She took a flight for the Patek and panicked
I be fixin’ *** up like mechanic
I hit it once, she gon’ keep comin’ back in
She be throwin’ that ***, quarterbackin’
I cannot come through the front with no backend
Was a dummy now she double backin’
Please, do not give me your heart, I’ma, uh
Please, do not give me your heart, I’ma *** it
Baby, I’m not one of those, uh
I can’t be trustin’ these hoes, uh
I put my trust in the dough
Feel like Uzi, I rock and roll
She said, she love me, I already know
Said she love me, girl, I gotta go
I’m with my muddys, I’m back on the, uh
I’m with my muddys, I’m back on the road
Wait, I feel like Cash and Chow
It’s too slizzy when I get around
She get it up and I’m puttin’ it down
Said she never been to Pound Town
And she not alone, yeah, she came a buddy
My *** bad ’cause I know it get ugly
And I’m gettin’ deady, I feel like a mummy
Empty heart, you should fill it with money
Comedian guy, he keep thinkin’ he funny
I’ma laugh when you turn to a duppy
Don’t be cappin’ like you really love me
Don’t be actin’ like you really, wait
She took a flight for the Patek and panicked
I be fixin’ *** up like mechanic
I hit it once, she gon’ keep comin’ back in
She be throwin’ that ***, quarterbackin’
I cannot come through the front with no backend
Was a dummy now she double backin’
Please, do not give me your heart, I’ma, uh
Please, do not give me your heart, I’ma *** it
Please, do not give me your heart, I’ma, uh
Please, do not give me your heart, I’ma *** it
Please, do not give me your heart, I’ma, uh
Please, do not give me your heart, I’ma *** it
(All these things you do bring me over)
Please, do not give me your heart, I’ma, uh
([?] just to be bad)
Give me your heart, I’ma *** it
All these things you do bring me over
[?] just to be bad
Give me your heart, I’ma
All these things you do bring me over
Give me your heart, I’ma
[?]
All these things you do bring me over
[?] just to be bad
All these things you do bring me over
[?]
All these things you do bring me over
[?] just to be bad
All these things you do bring me over
[?]
She took a flight for the Patek and panicked
I be fixin’ *** up like mechanic
I hit it once, she gon’ keep comin’ back in
She be throwin’ that ***, quarterbackin’
I cannot come through the front with no backend
Was a dummy now she double backin’
Please, do not give me your heart, I’ma, uh
Please, do not give me your heart, I’ma *** it