| Song | The Cash |
| Artist | Cocoa Brovas |
| Album | The Rude Awakening |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [hook:[steele] (tek)] | |
| We control the nut (who's comin in?) | |
| What they comin wit? (what they movin in?) | |
| Who's movin in? (when can i expect my payment) | |
| Refuse and choose to brave men (yo grave will be under this pavement) | |
| Concrete burial, war for you, for all of you | |
| (win or lose, you still lose and that's the rules) | |
| The respect i get is just a reflection of my status | |
| (top ranking never catch a smokin in a bandage) | |
| About the cash (still don't nuthin move but the money) | |
| It's all about the cash (still don't nuthin move but the money) | |
| It's all about the cash (still don't nuthin move but the money) | |
| It's all about the cash (still don't nuthin move but the dough) | |
| [steele] (tek) | |
| Outside (postered up, a mr. pool in my thugs) | |
| It's bug the ones who hold heat is the way they show love | |
| (while the drug kingpin, showed his way to baguettes | |
| And pressin looker birds, with his blue face lex | |
| Throw on his wrist like he's flamin, peer door he be slayin | |
| Broad like iced out, cardiar chain danglin) | |
| I seen him minglin with the high rollers | |
| Rollin high dollars, ballin wit more tricks than harlem globetrotters | |
| Got a whole lotta soldiers to his dirty deeds for him | |
| (shorty's the g form) little niggas movin keys for him | |
| (the d's on) but couldn't touch him when they caught him | |
| (cuz he support them) wit the same money that bought him | |
| [chorus: tek (steele)] | |
| It's all about the cash (still don't nuthin move but the money) | |
| It's all about big faces (still don't nuthin move but the money) | |
| It's all about the cash (still don't nuthin move but the money) | |
| It's all about the paper (still don't nuthin move but the money) | |
| It's all about the cash (still don't nuthin move but the money) | |
| It's all about big faces | |
| [steele] | |
| Aiyo sun, got a minute let me tell you about this one | |
| This young sexy bunny, checkin money to hit somethin | |
| I don't mean fuckin, the only cream she be likin | |
| Is that green stuff that come and make her whole world function | |
| Rebon capatone, love guns and roses, expesive clothes | |
| With diamonds and niggas that holdin, then she foldin | |
| Rockin panamanian gold, and ear ring, | |
| Bracelet link change with 550 clothin | |
| [tek] | |
| Young bird, an iceberg, slams ago e.s. | |
| Here's press, a platinum rolly, 5 karat necklace | |
| Gotta pay to sex it, she catch ya wallet when you sleepin naked | |
| Throughbread for the dough, cuz she gotta make it | |
| I help to take it, seven digit figure caper | |
| So much paper, cop the lex, already laced her | |
| From exquisite, faithful to a thug on jail visits | |
| Have fun on the weekend, then it's back to business | |
| [chorus: steele (tek)] | |
| It's all about the cash (still don't nuthin move but the money) | |
| It's all about the cash (still don't nuthin move but the money) | |
| It's all about the cash (still don't nuthin move but the money) | |
| It's all about the cash (still don't nuthin move but the dough) | |
| [hook] |
| hook: steele tek | |
| We control the nut who' s comin in? | |
| What they comin wit? what they movin in? | |
| Who' s movin in? when can i expect my payment | |
| Refuse and choose to brave men yo grave will be under this pavement | |
| Concrete burial, war for you, for all of you | |
| win or lose, you still lose and that' s the rules | |
| The respect i get is just a reflection of my status | |
| top ranking never catch a smokin in a bandage | |
| About the cash still don' t nuthin move but the money | |
| It' s all about the cash still don' t nuthin move but the money | |
| It' s all about the cash still don' t nuthin move but the money | |
| It' s all about the cash still don' t nuthin move but the dough | |
| steele tek | |
| Outside postered up, a mr. pool in my thugs | |
| It' s bug the ones who hold heat is the way they show love | |
| while the drug kingpin, showed his way to baguettes | |
| And pressin looker birds, with his blue face lex | |
| Throw on his wrist like he' s flamin, peer door he be slayin | |
| Broad like iced out, cardiar chain danglin | |
| I seen him minglin with the high rollers | |
| Rollin high dollars, ballin wit more tricks than harlem globetrotters | |
| Got a whole lotta soldiers to his dirty deeds for him | |
| shorty' s the g form little niggas movin keys for him | |
| the d' s on but couldn' t touch him when they caught him | |
| cuz he support them wit the same money that bought him | |
| chorus: tek steele | |
| It' s all about the cash still don' t nuthin move but the money | |
| It' s all about big faces still don' t nuthin move but the money | |
| It' s all about the cash still don' t nuthin move but the money | |
| It' s all about the paper still don' t nuthin move but the money | |
| It' s all about the cash still don' t nuthin move but the money | |
| It' s all about big faces | |
| steele | |
| Aiyo sun, got a minute let me tell you about this one | |
| This young sexy bunny, checkin money to hit somethin | |
| I don' t mean fuckin, the only cream she be likin | |
| Is that green stuff that come and make her whole world function | |
| Rebon capatone, love guns and roses, expesive clothes | |
| With diamonds and niggas that holdin, then she foldin | |
| Rockin panamanian gold, and ear ring, | |
| Bracelet link change with 550 clothin | |
| tek | |
| Young bird, an iceberg, slams ago e. s. | |
| Here' s press, a platinum rolly, 5 karat necklace | |
| Gotta pay to sex it, she catch ya wallet when you sleepin naked | |
| Throughbread for the dough, cuz she gotta make it | |
| I help to take it, seven digit figure caper | |
| So much paper, cop the lex, already laced her | |
| From exquisite, faithful to a thug on jail visits | |
| Have fun on the weekend, then it' s back to business | |
| chorus: steele tek | |
| It' s all about the cash still don' t nuthin move but the money | |
| It' s all about the cash still don' t nuthin move but the money | |
| It' s all about the cash still don' t nuthin move but the money | |
| It' s all about the cash still don' t nuthin move but the dough | |
| hook |
| hook: steele tek | |
| We control the nut who' s comin in? | |
| What they comin wit? what they movin in? | |
| Who' s movin in? when can i expect my payment | |
| Refuse and choose to brave men yo grave will be under this pavement | |
| Concrete burial, war for you, for all of you | |
| win or lose, you still lose and that' s the rules | |
| The respect i get is just a reflection of my status | |
| top ranking never catch a smokin in a bandage | |
| About the cash still don' t nuthin move but the money | |
| It' s all about the cash still don' t nuthin move but the money | |
| It' s all about the cash still don' t nuthin move but the money | |
| It' s all about the cash still don' t nuthin move but the dough | |
| steele tek | |
| Outside postered up, a mr. pool in my thugs | |
| It' s bug the ones who hold heat is the way they show love | |
| while the drug kingpin, showed his way to baguettes | |
| And pressin looker birds, with his blue face lex | |
| Throw on his wrist like he' s flamin, peer door he be slayin | |
| Broad like iced out, cardiar chain danglin | |
| I seen him minglin with the high rollers | |
| Rollin high dollars, ballin wit more tricks than harlem globetrotters | |
| Got a whole lotta soldiers to his dirty deeds for him | |
| shorty' s the g form little niggas movin keys for him | |
| the d' s on but couldn' t touch him when they caught him | |
| cuz he support them wit the same money that bought him | |
| chorus: tek steele | |
| It' s all about the cash still don' t nuthin move but the money | |
| It' s all about big faces still don' t nuthin move but the money | |
| It' s all about the cash still don' t nuthin move but the money | |
| It' s all about the paper still don' t nuthin move but the money | |
| It' s all about the cash still don' t nuthin move but the money | |
| It' s all about big faces | |
| steele | |
| Aiyo sun, got a minute let me tell you about this one | |
| This young sexy bunny, checkin money to hit somethin | |
| I don' t mean fuckin, the only cream she be likin | |
| Is that green stuff that come and make her whole world function | |
| Rebon capatone, love guns and roses, expesive clothes | |
| With diamonds and niggas that holdin, then she foldin | |
| Rockin panamanian gold, and ear ring, | |
| Bracelet link change with 550 clothin | |
| tek | |
| Young bird, an iceberg, slams ago e. s. | |
| Here' s press, a platinum rolly, 5 karat necklace | |
| Gotta pay to sex it, she catch ya wallet when you sleepin naked | |
| Throughbread for the dough, cuz she gotta make it | |
| I help to take it, seven digit figure caper | |
| So much paper, cop the lex, already laced her | |
| From exquisite, faithful to a thug on jail visits | |
| Have fun on the weekend, then it' s back to business | |
| chorus: steele tek | |
| It' s all about the cash still don' t nuthin move but the money | |
| It' s all about the cash still don' t nuthin move but the money | |
| It' s all about the cash still don' t nuthin move but the money | |
| It' s all about the cash still don' t nuthin move but the dough | |
| hook |