Ca$h Out
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My Bloodline

My Bloodline lyrics by Ca$h Out. Cold, money ain't got no deadline But getting money, bitch is in my bloodline Ye and at the table man we toasting wine Bought...

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My Bloodline

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Cold, money ain't got no deadline

But getting money, bitch is in my bloodline

Ye and at the table man we toasting wine

Bought the rollie for the shine, nigga fuck the time

My wrist gold, my shoes cool

Them bricks cold, how 'bout you

Money ain't got no deadline

But getting money, bitch is in my bloodline

Get back hoe, I stepped on you

Going in on this beast like a terrorist I bombed you

Niggas talking about go vote!, I'm voting for Benjamin Franklin

'Cause the money gon' change the world nigga what the fuck you think

Land in my bed, Louie V my blanket

Money under my mattress, and I'm fucking an actress

RT, that's real talk!

Money in my pants, now watch me do the money walk

Forley me on, bitch we eat good

And we don't see that top, bitch we see wood

That's court side talking to them players

Bitch we're some bosses so you talkin to some players

Cold, money ain't got no deadline

But getting money, bitch is in my bloodline

Ye and at the table man we toasting wine

Bought the rollie for the shine, nigga fuck the time

My wrist gold, my shoes cool

Them bricks cold, how 'bout you

Money ain't got no deadline

But getting money, bitch is in my bloodline

Versace, that be my belt buckle

Shit and I keep that pistol nigga I'm my own muscle

Been getting money got my own hussle

Never been a dick rider, but she's a dick rider

And I got my own wifi

Just for these hoes connecting me

And the plug keep wanna connect with me

Beat the pussy up now I got your man girlfriend cop with me

They asking me why the jury act so arrogant

And it's shining hard, ain't really with that starring shit

And my diamonds talk man, ye baby it's on that para shit

And I'm getting overseas money ye baby I'm on that parachute

Cold, money ain't got no deadline

But getting money, bitch is in my bloodline

Ye and at the table man we toasting wine

Bought the rollie for the shine, nigga fuck the time

My wrist gold, my shoes cool

Them bricks cold, how 'bout you

Money ain't got no deadline

But getting money, bitch is in my bloodline

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