Cashcow lyrics
by Brennan Jones
b*tch going dumb, my twin going dumber
I'm making hits to the summer
Blow that b*tch up like Osama
I give the racks to my momma
All these hoes lame, I don't want none of them
I got the swag, I got a ton of it
Can a hoe get all my love, no (aah)
I get money off these shows now (aah)
Tell that b*tch I got that cash cow, yah
b*tch I'm really in my bag now
I can't take no sh*t from no b*tch, b*tch I'm the sh*t, b*tch
You a hoe
Not my friend no mo'