That be that cash money piece cold restin` the dead

I walk around like I got a S on my chest
I walk, I walk around like I got a S on my chest
I walk, I walk around like I got a S on my chest
That be that cash money piece cold restin` the dead

It`s stunna shadin`, ni**a dead then a ni**a dead
It`s stunna shadin`, ni**a dead then a ni**a dead
It`s stunna shadin`, ni**a dead then a ni**a dead
It`s stunna shadin`, ni**a dead then a ni**a dead

Reporting from kims kinda star
Holly, CO sem team kinda far
Ridin` through the city in a tonka toy
I got old money, coulda bought a dinosaur

Only ride Chevy, never drive a Ford
And my Coupe doors open like plaza doors
Yep, red thick women, eyes adore
I`m a hoe, you know that I`m a whore

Yep, cash money, cash money, monsta boys
Mafia bitch, even a cop`s a boy
When you say you want beef then I got ya, boy
I`ll just let the Big Mac whop ya, boy

See my dreads hanging like a, like a rasta boy
But with my rasta in I`ll turn into mufasa boy
We run up in ya casa, boy and blast off like NASA boy

I walk around like I got a S on my chest
I walk, I walk around like I got a S on my chest
I walk, I walk around like I got a S on my chest
That be that cash money piece cold restin` the dead

It`s stunna shadin`, ni**a dead then a ni**a dead
Cash money, c-c-cash money
I walk around like I got a S on my chest
That be that cash money piece cold restin` the dead

Cash money is army, ni**a, better know its gravy
If you ever f**k with youngin`, if you ever f**k with baby
S**t gon` be crazy, ni**a doin` it like the 80`s
Buncha young ni**as poppin` off and they sprayin`

Up in the early we thankin` for the sunshine
Got to get my bling goin`, reach for my chrome 9
Kiss momma `cuz we goin` out and gettin` mines
Next ni**a in line 17 on the grind

Shoe first, ni**a not seein` mines
Big purses, million dollar headlines
5 drops, OG the last big time
Lord to the game, ni**a till it`s my time

Like father, like son, ni**a this time
Junior got the fame and the game mastermind
200 on the dash, ni**a, watch me mash
Doin` doughnuts in my hood, gettin` paper bags

I walk around like I got a S on my chest
I walk, I walk around like I got a S on my chest
I walk, I walk around like I got a S on my chest
That be that cash money piece cold restin` the dead

That be that cash money, c-c-cash money
Be that cash money, c-c-cash money
It`s stunna shadin`, ni**a dead then a ni**a dead
It`s stunna shadin`, ni**a dead then a ni**a dead

Livin` is red, that`s how we play it
A uptown senior be blood till I`m dead
That`s what I said, I put some change in yah head
If you ever crossin` line, ni**a nuttin`, but bread

50 shots from high, ni**a, we won`t stop
From puttin` candy on the slabs, ni**a stirrin` the pots
Put the hammer on the jam, ni**a, pull it and pops him
Put the rubber on the bands, ni**a stackin` his knots

Bitch, I`ma boss, bitch, I`ma boss
And bury me like my father on a cross
And carry 19, I shall over a cross
Shawty got that game on lock like a vault

Weezy baby, kyan pepper, no salt
Windows down on the hulk in the winter, it`s your fault
I don`t jump on the track, I pull forward
I got that S on my chest that I`m supposed to follow

I walk around like I got a S on my chest
I walk, I walk around like I got a S on my chest
I walk, I walk around like I got a S on my chest
That be that cash money piece cold restin` the dead

That be that cash money, c-c-cash money
That be that cash money, c-c-cash money
I walk around like I got a S on my chest
That be that cash money piece cold restin` the dead