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Cash E Banda

it don't matter, if you step on my wing tipped shoe Cause I'ma just go buy me some mo', (what it is what it is) [Papa Reu] Rolly on me wrist, Sansun me wrist band

let me know Cause I got long bread shawty I got long bread shawty And you can leave your luggage Baby it can stay Cause we gon cope new gear n e way She

et technique plus un lot de stories Sans crier victoire ?on le sait Demain je peux tout perdre et tout recommencer H?o je parle de musique au fond y avait pas de cash

band, to cover the holes in his head He a dead man for thinking he can walk through muddy waters like Redman Banks blacked out and let the gun blam without a M-E

out a little liquor for the loved ones that we lost You ain't gotta wait for the album I don't fuck with The Source But I turn up my Eazy-E and let it

band, to cover the holes in his head He a dead man for thinking he can walk through muddy waters like Redman Banks blacked out and let the gun blam without a M-E

11 Hundred Wut Im Doin, Gettin Money, Wut We Doin, Gettin Money Wut They Doin, Hatin On Me, But They Neva Cross Cash Money Still The Company, And Bitch

nigga Remember me from back in the day young nigga One more thing, fuck what you done heard 'bout Atlanta We finna break the standards, rubber bands

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