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Cashleaders - Three More Lyrics



Cashleaders - Three More Lyrics
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My dick look like an egg roll
Hoes say they want my pesos
You know that I lay low
José what do they say
I'm going get this pay yo
I'm a show you how to stack it up call me lego ayo
Stacking up my change like a pay phone pay phone
Stacking up my bread like I bake though bake though
Get a BLT where's the mayo mayo
She lowkey wants some dick hoe
Lowkey want my dick though
Acting like she hate me
Then texts me on the daily
She hate I make her crazy
Woah woah woah
Revving her engine she's bout to blow blow blow
She's spending all her cake on cars and coke coke coke
Ever bust a quick nut gaddam
Ever had your dick touched naw
Every time I f*ck this shit it's like a wave
Bitches gettin' out the way
Shawty he already came goddamn
In RL I'm pretty PG
I wouldn't even try to touch your titties
I think they would squeak
In the DMs I'm a beast though
Honestly a freak hoe
Dick eight inches plus three mo
Three mo dick eight inches plus three mo
Three mo eight inches plus three mo
She say stick it in stick it halfway
She say oh no can't go no further
I can't take three mo
My bitch from Missouri
Cause she causes me misery
She says my dicks a joke
Bitch you gotta be kiddin' me
Says it don't fit in her ass
Hoe you gotta be shitting me
She can give me handjobs
But she still ain't feeling me
Never get married fellas
Cause if you do
The moment you get on one knee
She won't get on two
It's funny how my wife won't blow my dang-a-lang
Cause she literally sucks the fun out of everything
And her mothers a cunt
She never treats me right
My credit card was stolen
The thief spent less than my wife
When I was a child there used to be a monster under my bed
Now I'm married and it lies with me and won't give me head
Bitch I'm, Bitch I'm still mad at the fact you won't give me neck
I buy hookers just to get some love and respect
Our children are the only reason I haven't left
Cause when I bring home the bacon she says thanks for my cheque
Bitch
Bitch I'm working a hundred and twenty hours a week
What just so you can get manicures, pedicures
And get your f*ckin' hair did
What just so you could look good for Steven
Yeah that's right our daughter told me everything
How she walked in on you and Steven
Wrestling in my bed that I paid for
Bitch you have some nerve
Oh God please don't leave me Shannon
My birthdays coming up
I can't wait for my annual pussy
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My dick look like an egg roll
Hoes say they want my pesos
You know that I lay low
José what do they say
I'm going get this pay yo
I'm a show you how to stack it up call me lego ayo
Stacking up my change like a pay phone pay phone
Stacking up my bread like I bake though bake though
Get a BLT where's the mayo mayo
She lowkey wants some dick hoe
Lowkey want my dick though
Acting like she hate me
Then texts me on the daily
She hate I make her crazy
Woah woah woah
Revving her engine she's bout to blow blow blow
She's spending all her cake on cars and coke coke coke
Ever bust a quick nut gaddam
Ever had your dick touched naw
Every time I f*ck this shit it's like a wave
Bitches gettin' out the way
Shawty he already came goddamn
In RL I'm pretty PG
I wouldn't even try to touch your titties
I think they would squeak
In the DMs I'm a beast though
Honestly a freak hoe
Dick eight inches plus three mo
Three mo dick eight inches plus three mo
Three mo eight inches plus three mo
She say stick it in stick it halfway
She say oh no can't go no further
I can't take three mo
My bitch from Missouri
Cause she causes me misery
She says my dicks a joke
Bitch you gotta be kiddin' me
Says it don't fit in her ass
Hoe you gotta be shitting me
She can give me handjobs
But she still ain't feeling me
Never get married fellas
Cause if you do
The moment you get on one knee
She won't get on two
It's funny how my wife won't blow my dang-a-lang
Cause she literally sucks the fun out of everything
And her mothers a cunt
She never treats me right
My credit card was stolen
The thief spent less than my wife
When I was a child there used to be a monster under my bed
Now I'm married and it lies with me and won't give me head
Bitch I'm, Bitch I'm still mad at the fact you won't give me neck
I buy hookers just to get some love and respect
Our children are the only reason I haven't left
Cause when I bring home the bacon she says thanks for my cheque
Bitch
Bitch I'm working a hundred and twenty hours a week
What just so you can get manicures, pedicures
And get your f*ckin' hair did
What just so you could look good for Steven
Yeah that's right our daughter told me everything
How she walked in on you and Steven
Wrestling in my bed that I paid for
Bitch you have some nerve
Oh God please don't leave me Shannon
My birthdays coming up
I can't wait for my annual pussy
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Writer: Mitchell Zayway
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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