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Cash Only Video (MV)




Performed By: Edwizz Nonesuch
Length: 2:16
Written by: Edirin Meshu




Edwizz Nonesuch - Cash Only Lyrics




Yeahhh
Cruise!
Been gettin' that guap nigga
Been gettin' that cheese
Ya digg
We bout that paper you digg

The money make dem feel some typa way
I need my pay not a second late
Ugh
I get that drip ugh every single day
I need my pay ugh not a second late

(Ey)
Cash only
Ugh
Now people wanna check me out
Ugh
Cash only
Yeah ugh
For dah streets dem know what I'm bout

I be shotta boy
Yah
Ask bout me
DwizNonesuch

I jut pull up with the holy cross
On my chest I don't trust no one else

Sabi boy
You sabi ball
Kick game viscious

Money way na the only way I gotta go and get it

Stack it up stack it up
Oya spend it all
Wait
Stack it up stack it up
Oya make we go the club

You find out say you dey alone
It's every man fo himself

Don't get it twisted boi
Ey

All dem fit do na talk
Oya na make we put in that work
Niggas turn to bitches and lift up their skirt

Young boi I'm hustling
Dem say I dey para
But dem their rusting

So no cap
When I rap
No diss but that's disgusting
Im the man and I'm finna blast off like a rocket yeahhh
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Yeahhh
Cruise!
Been gettin' that guap nigga
Been gettin' that cheese
Ya digg
We bout that paper you digg

The money make dem feel some typa way
I need my pay not a second late
Ugh
I get that drip ugh every single day
I need my pay ugh not a second late

(Ey)
Cash only
Ugh
Now people wanna check me out
Ugh
Cash only
Yeah ugh
For dah streets dem know what I'm bout

I be shotta boy
Yah
Ask bout me
DwizNonesuch

I jut pull up with the holy cross
On my chest I don't trust no one else

Sabi boy
You sabi ball
Kick game viscious

Money way na the only way I gotta go and get it

Stack it up stack it up
Oya spend it all
Wait
Stack it up stack it up
Oya make we go the club

You find out say you dey alone
It's every man fo himself

Don't get it twisted boi
Ey

All dem fit do na talk
Oya na make we put in that work
Niggas turn to bitches and lift up their skirt

Young boi I'm hustling
Dem say I dey para
But dem their rusting

So no cap
When I rap
No diss but that's disgusting
Im the man and I'm finna blast off like a rocket yeahhh
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Writer: Edirin Meshu
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