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Cashinova - Siren Head lyrics

Artist: Cashinova

album: High Speed Cash


You know I don't plan on stopping
Soon as I land it's popping
I just copped a brand new rocket
She just want to ride inside it
And she got a brand new body
Whipping that brand new body
Blowing that gas, exotic
You hated back then, I'm sorry
Oooooh shit, yeah, God
You know I stood in it deep
I watched the money increase
I need like 20 at least
I'm pulling up in a shuttle
It look like an Alien driving the streets
I'm coming in peace
But ain't no more love in the city so I keep a piece
I been sonin' haters all Summer
Feel like I got more than one baby mama
Roll with some Asians who ain't smart
Made some dumb decisions where we came from
I just copped me a weapon
I'm blowing two O's by the 7, I'm James Bond
I don't tolerate with no funny shit
I'm bout my money shit, ain't y'all?
I'm trying to get to it, ain't y'all?
Trying to go big with it, ain't y'all?
Hop in my shuttle and take off
Y'all just be hatin', I hate y'all
Baby I'm only about dollars
Trying to go for the majors without college
I'm in the city with rotweilers
And we made it out here so
You know I don't plan on stopping
Soon as I land it's popping
I just copped a brand new rocket
She just want to ride inside it
And she got a brand new body
Whipping that brand new body
Blowing that gas, exotic
You hated back then, I'm sorry
Oooooh shit, yeah, God
You know I stood in it deep
I watched the money increase
I need like 20 at least
I'm pulling up in a shuttle
It look like an Alien driving the streets
I'm coming in peace
But ain't no more love in the city so I keep a piece
New coupe on a high speed
I just hit Cash told him pass me a freak
Got a bad bitch and her ass on fleek
You ain't got to ask, know the bands on me
I just blew 10, made it back same week
Said she got a man but her man ain't me
Hit it from the back, make her legs all week
Smoking on gas, feel that shit in my sleep
Foreign hoe she say Uno
Told me her friend want to kick it, no judo
Got to do the dash when I'm whipping that two-door
Wrist on froze and my pockets on sumo
Hundred-round drum if you want to get brutal
My dog caught a body and I told his ass kudos
Pour me up a deuce and went on poured two more
I'm so high like I'm sitting on Pluto
On my way to Pluto
Smoking on one, rolling up two more
Just copped one, still want a few more
Shit got old, now I want a new one
She want me, cause I'm not you
Yeah you fell off cause you got a little foolish
Ended up letting all the money get to ya
I pray to God I never go through it
You know I don't plan on stopping
Soon as I land it's popping
I just copped a brand new rocket
She just want to ride inside it
And she got a brand new body
Whipping that brand new body
Blowing that gas, exotic
You hated back then, I'm sorry
Oooooh shit, yeah, God
You know I stood in it deep
I watched the money increase
I need like 20 at least
I'm pulling up in a shuttle
It look like an Alien driving the streets
I'm coming in peace
But ain't no more love in the city so I keep a piece

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