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Walking down the main drag one night |
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I met a fine chick that looked- just right |
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she stopped in and I flashed my roll |
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I told her she could have all of my dough |
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she turned around, and with a fround |
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she said this ain't no circus and I don't need a clown |
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Your cash ain't nothin' but trash |
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your cash ain't nothin' but trash |
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your cash ain't nothin' but trash |
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so there ain't no need in your hangin' around |
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Just to make the hit with that chick |
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I tried to get a cadillac right quick |
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the man at the place looked so strange |
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I had nine hundred bucks and some change |
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we disagreed, I tried to pleed |
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He said I ain't no chicken and I don't need your feed |
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Your cash ain't nothin' but trash |
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Your cash ain't nothin' but trash |
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Your cash ain't nothin' but trash |
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then brother you're crawling we passed your speed |
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I'm walking and countin my bucks |
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the man with the gun said hands up |
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I tried to get away but I was too slow |
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he caught me and took all of my dough |
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I heard him shout, as he cut out |
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"you really lost nothing what you're crying about?" |
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Your cash ain't nothin' but trash |
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Your cash ain't nothin' but trash |
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Your cash ain't nothin' but trash |
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and he took my watch and I passed out |
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I woke in the arms of a big cop |
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police station next stop |
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the judge swung his fist down plunk plunk |
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twenty dollar fine 'cause you're drunk |
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dig up the dough, and you can go |
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and all I had was a buffalo |
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Your cash ain't nothin' but trash |
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Your cash ain't nothin' but trash |
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Your cash ain't nothin' but trash |
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but I sure better get me some more |
