I got some bad habits that I can't get over I got some bad habits that I can't get over
I got some bad habits I keep running up the money
I keep f*cking on your shordy But she keep telling me she love it
I got some bad habits that I can't get over I got some bad habits that I can't get over I got some cash habits I keep running up the money
I keep f*cking on your shorty But she keep telling me she love it
I got some cash habits Nigga I got some cash habits Nigga I got some cash habits
I keep running up the money I got some bad habits Nigga I got some bad habits
Nigga I got some gas habits I keep rolling up the skunky
Got me feeling like a junkie Shorty telling me she love me
While I'm in her stomach, all up in her tummy Money coming, yeah I'm running
Gotta go and catch it, ain't no running from me
If a nigga think he running Bullets, yeah they catch him, turn him to a mummy
Bullets hit him, yeah they wrap him up the paramedic saying it's a hommy
Nigga that's a body Nigga that's a hommy
We ain't shooting pistols, yeah we pull up hit you Nigga that's a shotty
Nigga what's the issue? Oh you want an issue? Then we on your body
Shorty sucking dick, you know I never kiss you Bitch you is a thotty
I ain't having that shit Pull up and we blasting that shit
Yeah we on your body And we pull up fast in that whip
Yeah we pull up fast in that whip Yeah we hit the dash in that shit
That's a Maserati in them two lanes and we speeding
Money on my brain, yeah I need it Money on my brain, yeah I need it
So I'm gon' get it Now we up in sacks up in neimans
I been rocking all this Louis V shit Yeah you know Amiri be the jeans, bitch
Money come I spend it I got some cash habits that I can't get over
I got some bad habits that I can't get over I got some cash habits, I keep running up the money
I keep f*cking on your shorty But she keep telling me she love it
I got some bad habits that I can't get over I got some bad habits that I can't get over
I got some cash habits I keep running up the money
I keep f*cking on your shorty But she keep telling me she love me
I got some cash habits Nigga I got some cash habits
Nigga I got some cash habits I keep running up the money
I got some bad habits Nigga I got some bad habits
Nigga I got some gas habits I keep rolling up the skunky
Is you there for me? Is you here for me
Do you care for me? yeah It's ya boy YB
It's ya boy YB And ya boi Mark B
Yadda B - Cash Habbits Lyrics
Yadda B - Cash Habbits Lyrics
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I got some bad habits that I can't get over I got some bad habits that I can't get over
I got some bad habits I keep running up the money
I keep f*cking on your shordy But she keep telling me she love it
I got some bad habits that I can't get over I got some bad habits that I can't get over I got some cash habits I keep running up the money
I keep f*cking on your shorty But she keep telling me she love it
I got some cash habits Nigga I got some cash habits Nigga I got some cash habits
I keep running up the money I got some bad habits Nigga I got some bad habits
Nigga I got some gas habits I keep rolling up the skunky
Got me feeling like a junkie Shorty telling me she love me
While I'm in her stomach, all up in her tummy Money coming, yeah I'm running
Gotta go and catch it, ain't no running from me
If a nigga think he running Bullets, yeah they catch him, turn him to a mummy
Bullets hit him, yeah they wrap him up the paramedic saying it's a hommy
Nigga that's a body Nigga that's a hommy
We ain't shooting pistols, yeah we pull up hit you Nigga that's a shotty
Nigga what's the issue? Oh you want an issue? Then we on your body
Shorty sucking dick, you know I never kiss you Bitch you is a thotty
I ain't having that shit Pull up and we blasting that shit
Yeah we on your body And we pull up fast in that whip
Yeah we pull up fast in that whip Yeah we hit the dash in that shit
That's a Maserati in them two lanes and we speeding
Money on my brain, yeah I need it Money on my brain, yeah I need it
So I'm gon' get it Now we up in sacks up in neimans
I been rocking all this Louis V shit Yeah you know Amiri be the jeans, bitch
Money come I spend it I got some cash habits that I can't get over
I got some bad habits that I can't get over I got some cash habits, I keep running up the money
I keep f*cking on your shorty But she keep telling me she love it
I got some bad habits that I can't get over I got some bad habits that I can't get over
I got some cash habits I keep running up the money
I keep f*cking on your shorty But she keep telling me she love me
I got some cash habits Nigga I got some cash habits
Nigga I got some cash habits I keep running up the money
I got some bad habits Nigga I got some bad habits
Nigga I got some gas habits I keep rolling up the skunky
Is you there for me? Is you here for me
Do you care for me? yeah It's ya boy YB
It's ya boy YB And ya boi Mark B
I got some bad habits I keep running up the money
I keep f*cking on your shordy But she keep telling me she love it
I got some bad habits that I can't get over I got some bad habits that I can't get over I got some cash habits I keep running up the money
I keep f*cking on your shorty But she keep telling me she love it
I got some cash habits Nigga I got some cash habits Nigga I got some cash habits
I keep running up the money I got some bad habits Nigga I got some bad habits
Nigga I got some gas habits I keep rolling up the skunky
Got me feeling like a junkie Shorty telling me she love me
While I'm in her stomach, all up in her tummy Money coming, yeah I'm running
Gotta go and catch it, ain't no running from me
If a nigga think he running Bullets, yeah they catch him, turn him to a mummy
Bullets hit him, yeah they wrap him up the paramedic saying it's a hommy
Nigga that's a body Nigga that's a hommy
We ain't shooting pistols, yeah we pull up hit you Nigga that's a shotty
Nigga what's the issue? Oh you want an issue? Then we on your body
Shorty sucking dick, you know I never kiss you Bitch you is a thotty
I ain't having that shit Pull up and we blasting that shit
Yeah we on your body And we pull up fast in that whip
Yeah we pull up fast in that whip Yeah we hit the dash in that shit
That's a Maserati in them two lanes and we speeding
Money on my brain, yeah I need it Money on my brain, yeah I need it
So I'm gon' get it Now we up in sacks up in neimans
I been rocking all this Louis V shit Yeah you know Amiri be the jeans, bitch
Money come I spend it I got some cash habits that I can't get over
I got some bad habits that I can't get over I got some cash habits, I keep running up the money
I keep f*cking on your shorty But she keep telling me she love it
I got some bad habits that I can't get over I got some bad habits that I can't get over
I got some cash habits I keep running up the money
I keep f*cking on your shorty But she keep telling me she love me
I got some cash habits Nigga I got some cash habits
Nigga I got some cash habits I keep running up the money
I got some bad habits Nigga I got some bad habits
Nigga I got some gas habits I keep rolling up the skunky
Is you there for me? Is you here for me
Do you care for me? yeah It's ya boy YB
It's ya boy YB And ya boi Mark B
Writer: Yadda B
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