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Artist/Band: Ace Hood
Lyrics for Song: Cash Flow
Lyrics for Album: Gutta [2008]



We the best def jam

I introduce you to ace

Ace lets get money



Cash flow... (haha)

Its too easy nigga (bankroll)

We don't count money no mo

We weight that shit



[Rick Ross]

Let's get it...



[Ace Hood]

Eh knock knock, bang bang

Where the cash at

If u ain't got it leave you bloody like a tampax

Come up swinging at you ducks like aflac

Then I fall in the suede black may bach

See im back for da money like I left dat

See I be runnin on the route where da cash go (where da cash go)

And any nigga interfering with the cash flow so he can get pumped on like Citgo

Make his body bounce bounce like a 64

Tall clips chrome lips see the big gold

Im a duffle bag boy like I move coke big crack threw tha music so the flow dope

I keep my money ova bitches til da door close

I need money like a bitch need dick mo

Im tryna c it like a muhfuckin castro rubber bands in my pants and a

swift bankroll



[T-Pain Chorus]

I'll tell ya one thang dont play about mine

I be bangin on your front door wit da nine

Ima come see ya (see ya)

Ima come see ya (see ya)

I need all my doe not a dolla short

And if u dont have it den u gotta go

Ima come see ya (see ya) hey hey we put our hands

In da sky let em kno dat we bout that

Cash flow..i need it on time im

Talkin bank roll my money my money my money

Cash flow...i need it

On time im talkin bank roll my money my money my money...



[Ace Hood]

And where my money young niggaz gotta have that

Rubber bands by the grands in a big bag

Pockets fat like im carrying a backpack

A couple grand for the louie band napsack

Understand im the man who you can't match

Moneyman minivan full of brown bags

Better grand anyman never top that

Cause money and the gat pop those straps

Getting loot in the top drop right back

I ain't playin creep ya avenue and i'll blast

Bust shots like a new year day blast

And I ride all day like a buss pass

Grindin hard for the bread and the cash flow

Kick doors wave 4's where da cash go (where da cash go)

Im trying to see it like a mutha fuckin castro

Rubber bands in my pants and a swift bankroll



[T-Pain Chorus]

I'll tell ya one thang dont play about mine

I be bangin on your front door wit da nine

Ima come see ya (see ya)

Ima come see ya (see ya)

I need all my doe not a dolla short

And if u dont have it den u gotta go

Ima come see ya (see ya) hey hey we put our hands

In da sky let em kno dat we bout that

Cash flow..i need it on time im

Talkin bank roll my money my money my money

Cash flow...i need it

On time im talkin bank roll my money my money my money...



I'll tell ya one thang dont play about mine

I be bangin on your front door wit da nine

Ima come see ya (see ya)

Ima come see ya (see ya)

I need all my doe not a dolla short

And if u dont have it den u gotta go

Ima come see ya (see ya) hey hey we put our hands

In da sky let em kno dat we bout that

Cash flow..i need it on time im

Talkin bank roll my money my money my money

Cash flow...i need it

On time im talkin bank roll my money my money my money...



[Rick Ross]

Ace I see you nigga

Trilla

You M-O-B now nigga

You untouchable



[Rick Ross Verse]

Big money in the dope hole

See the beamers when ya pull up in the dope home (my money)

Seventeen and he got his own kilo

Running green nigga living like nino

Ridin clean wax sittin for the c note

It ain't green get it back with tha c loc

Momma dead broke daddy fucked up

Im'a make them come and hit me with the recoup

God dammnit im still in the dope spot

Why the fuck you think I pull up in a dope car

Gold shoes stepping out with a dope bitch cartel

So she gotta suck four dicks I b me V-I-P dj khaled M-O-B

Girls so hot ace so cold takin bets ace won't fold



[T-Pain Chorus]

I'll tell ya one thang dont play about mine

I be bangin on your front door wit da nine

Ima come see ya (see ya)

Ima come see ya (see ya)

I need all my doe not a dolla short

And if u dont have it den u gotta go

Ima come see ya (see ya) hey hey we put our hands

In da sky let em kno dat we bout that

Cash flow..i need it on time im

Talkin bank roll my money my money my money

Cash flow...i need it

On time im talkin bank roll my money my money my money...



Hey we go by the runners just incase you forgot we did it again



Ace


Album Lyrics: Gutta [2008]


Ace Hood
"Gutta [2008]"


1. Call Me
2. Can't See Y'all
3. Can't Stop
4. Cash Flow
5. Face Good
6. Fed Bound
7. Get 'Em
8. Get 'Em Up
9. Ghetto
10. Guns High
11. Gutta
12. I Don't Give A Fuck
13. Money Ova Here
14. Ride
15. Ride (Remix)
16. Stressin'
17. Top Of The World
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