A-Rod - Cashis, Emilio Rojas

Yeah, I’m in the city, where your hoes at?

They be ridin' with the squad and you know that

We go hard, I’m in charge, nigga, throwback

A hundred large at them broads, nigga, show that

Woo, I’m in the city, where your hoes at?

They be ridin' with the squad and you know that

We go hard, I’m in charge, nigga, throwback

A hundred large at them broads, nigga, show that

I’m in the city, where your hoes at?

(Where your hoes at?)

They in my motherfuckin' room with the Kodak (The Kodak)

Posin', chosen, sittin' like they frozen (Uh huh)

Pussy wide open, gonna keep it open for the squad (Woo)

This how we do it, bitch, we go in hard

Makin' money, let no motherfuckin' ho break us apart

If a nigga try to play me like a dummy then I spark

I ain’t talkin' with that reefer, nigga, talkin' 'bout that creeper, nigga

Talkin' 'bout that price, my nigga, pull it off my dresser, nigga

Twenty-five light-its on my dresser, dresser, yes, sir

Twenty-five niggas look like flexus, priceless (Uh huh)

Sittin' in my hand, I’m like Dexter, yes, sir

Twenty-five bitches over twenty-five

Suckin' on my dick and it’s over nine inches, listen

Everything bigger like a Texan

B-B-G, respect that, we only get them checks up, yes, sir

Bogish

Woo, I’m in the city, where your hoes at?

They be ridin' with the squad and you know that

We go hard, I’m in charge, nigga, throwback

A hundred large at them broads, nigga, show that

Woo, I’m in the city, where your hoes at?

They be ridin' with the squad and you know that

We go hard, I’m in charge, nigga, throwback

A hundred large at them broads, nigga, show that

Time when the shit go down and we weigh that, we don’t count that

Them blues, they come around it and they take that, then they out fast

Onions or a steak, it’s like the outback, outback

But I’m never gonna move, no way, hell nah, 'cause Emilio is just 'bout cash

And I got a Dominican chick, she just want a visa, that immigrant shit

But I never be givin' her nada, I swear that I never be givin' her shit

But lately I’m gettin' so busy I swear that I barely be givin' her dick

In a minute she’s hoppin' and trippin' and I’m gettin' rid of her privileges

Uh, yeah, ayy, ain’t nobody fuckin' with me

I gotta go get me a million, if Soulja Boy did it, how tough could it be?

I roll with a couple of killers, a couple of bankers, a couple of freaks

Lookin' back on the days I was younger, awake from the hunger of nothin' to eat

Damn, I told my mother I ain’t never goin' broke again

These bitches open now, they soakin' they fallopeans

These motherfuckers playin' games with the hopes they win

Huh, who let these motherfuckers in?

I’m sayin'

I’m in the city, where your hoes at?

They be ridin' with the squad and you know that

We go hard, I’m in charge, nigga, throwback

A hundred large at them broads, nigga, show that

Woo, I’m in the city, where your hoes at?

They be ridin' with the squad and you know that

We go hard, I’m in charge, nigga, throwback

A hundred large at them broads, nigga, show that

Drop a rack on her fuckin' head

A rack (Rack, rack), just drop a rack on her fuckin' head

Count it out and all hundreds on her fuckin' head

Drop a rack on the floor, watch her fuckin' dance

Woo, drop a rack on her fuckin' head

A rack (Rack, rack), just drop a rack on her fuckin' head

Drop it out and all hundreds on her fuckin' head

Drop a rack on the floor, watch her fuckin' dance

Woo, the bread circulatin' like ceilin' fans

We toastin' for the fact that we ain’t gotta kill again

How I’m actin', smackin' niggas with Benjamins

Overreactin' with Jacksons, whack 'em and kill again

Fuck the pen, I don’t even pen my lyrics, friend

I do this shit once again, from begin to end

We paper chasin', fuckin' hoes, we freaks like Damascus

Designer hoes doin' grimy shit in fancy places

Pimpin', I’m in the city, where your hoes at?

They be ridin' with the squad and you know that

We go hard, I’m in charge, nigga, throwback

A hundred large at them broads, nigga, show that

Woo, I’m in the city, where your hoes at?

They be ridin' with the squad and you know that

We go hard, I’m in charge, nigga, throwback

A hundred large at them broads, nigga, show that