cash You need some fucking cash We all need some fucking cash Run an' get my gun Cash I like it rockin' ready Rock, rock, rock Cash, I need some fucking cash
it now right away right away I need some fucking cash you need some fucking cash we all need some fucking cash run and get my gun cash cash I need some fucking cash
Tercüme: Sugar Ray. Nakit.
[Chorus: Baby Bash & Angel Dust] Let's take it to Miami, daddy, out to Miami Let's take it out to Georgie, sugar, Atlanta, Georgia Let's take it out to
estate agent That's building me a kid's playground in Denver, Colorado Vacation unknown when I'm speakin' three-way with Roberto Duran And Sugar Ray
When I start gettin' pussy every day of my life It really didn't matter what the bitch look like I remember one night after the Sugar Ray fight Wouldn
move with the working clock like sugar ray [ verse 3 ] Y'all know what the song and dance is get the flows up Y'all know when the fuckin cash drawer
icey What them haters say? Misdemeanor okay Call me foreplay, position more than forty ways Like a chocolate glaze, I'm hotter than a summer day Stingray, Sugar Ray
be ya personal trainer I'm just fuckin' with you, don't get mad, and try to spaz Or I'll have to call that nigga Kasta Zu, on your ass Tyson, Sugar Ray
curry with some peas and rice There was other girls around, but she would suffice But when my sugar cane hit the sugar walls that was all See
dad robbie ray: night luv you miley: luv ya ( mileys dream ) robby ray:MILLLLEEYYY! were is that useless free loader!? Miley: right here daddy robby ray
cake, shoulda switched to coal Nigga, sneak a pound through custom drug hounds Bound to rob your neighborhood Walbaums Me and my man jumpin' out Sedans Tappin' your jaw, like Sugar Ray
Stand and deliver I'm the dandy highway man and your too scared to mention I spend my cash on looking flash and grabbing your attention The devil take
does it feel When you feel her, let it go Bono: "Break." Bono: "Turn that guitar up there." Sugar sugar sugar sugar sugar Sugar sugar sugar sugar sugar Sugar sugar sugar sugar sugar
you feel her, let it go Bono: "break." Bono: "turn that guitar up there." Sugar sugar sugar sugar sugar Sugar sugar sugar sugar sugar Sugar sugar sugar sugar sugar
and big shit Walkin' around, at Apollo and Bentley Sportin' the weave like the Queen of the Centuries Lookin' for Buster, Holyfield and Tyson Jordan and Sugar Ray
feeling I don't care I'm gonna stay with u Boy u know I'm feeling you It's whatever u wanna do [T.I.:] U can have it baby cash on deck Don't guess u
