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Holy Video (MV)




Performed By: CashOutJony & KevoDaPlug
Language: English
Length: 2:26
Written by: Jontel Hackett, Kevin Hackett Jr.




CashOutJony & KevoDaPlug - Holy Lyrics




I do
(Let's do it)
I do
I do
I do
(Yeah, all for the money let's do it)
I do
Yeah, I do
Hey, I do
Aye, I do

Uh
Aye
All for the money let's do it, ooo
Fronting your move that's foolish, ooo
Royal rumble let's do it, ooo
Heart so cold f*ck Cupid
Yeah my heart so cold and my neck so froze
Had to tell her, "Let go" 'cause that's not my hoe
Aye I like money so I got on one knee
Me and Guapy got a thing, holy matrimony

Married to money I got me a ring
Rose gold metal, my sh*t look pink
All this ice on me I should be a rink
She like my links so she tryna link
Aye
Young n*ggas ain't have no choice
Them boys been making real noise
Jony Ca$h got rhymes like Suess
Tryna get big guap like Floyd
Run through a check like I entered a marathon, aye
Needing my coins like a n*gga a leprechaun, woah
Leave ya mans that n*gga whack
Take a chance and don't look back
She want Chanel she can't get that
Going through hell to get some racks

Aye
All for the money let's do it, ooo
Fronting your move that's foolish, ooo
Royal rumble let's do it, ooo
Heart so cold f*ck Cupid
Yeah my heart so cold and my neck so froze
Had to tell her, "Let go" 'cause that's not my hoe
Aye I like money so I got on one knee
Me and Guapy got a thing, holy matrimony

All white on 'cause I'm a stuntman
Risking it all I play like Rodman
Came from the bottom not talking a dungeon
Hackett attire I bring it from London
Stack or starve not keeping it technical
Rock out a show or even a festival
Smoking on dope, we call that sh*t "medical"
Cross a n*gga out if he move too skeptical
Pack touch down you don't gotta wait
Aéropostale, that sh*t out of date
Bad lil b*tch and she give me the cake
Now we on tour and we hit different states
Married to the money I say "I do"
Ca$h Gang, she loving the crew
I'm busting juugs outside of the stu'
Get to the money we be on the move

Aye
All for the money let's do it, ooo
Fronting your move that's foolish, ooo
Royal rumble let's do it, ooo
Heart so cold f*ck Cupid
Yeah my heart so cold and my neck so froze
Had to tell her, "Let go" 'cause that's not my hoe
Aye I like money so I got on one knee
Me and Guapy got a thing, holy matrimony
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I do
(Let's do it)
I do
I do
I do
(Yeah, all for the money let's do it)
I do
Yeah, I do
Hey, I do
Aye, I do

Uh
Aye
All for the money let's do it, ooo
Fronting your move that's foolish, ooo
Royal rumble let's do it, ooo
Heart so cold f*ck Cupid
Yeah my heart so cold and my neck so froze
Had to tell her, "Let go" 'cause that's not my hoe
Aye I like money so I got on one knee
Me and Guapy got a thing, holy matrimony

Married to money I got me a ring
Rose gold metal, my sh*t look pink
All this ice on me I should be a rink
She like my links so she tryna link
Aye
Young n*ggas ain't have no choice
Them boys been making real noise
Jony Ca$h got rhymes like Suess
Tryna get big guap like Floyd
Run through a check like I entered a marathon, aye
Needing my coins like a n*gga a leprechaun, woah
Leave ya mans that n*gga whack
Take a chance and don't look back
She want Chanel she can't get that
Going through hell to get some racks

Aye
All for the money let's do it, ooo
Fronting your move that's foolish, ooo
Royal rumble let's do it, ooo
Heart so cold f*ck Cupid
Yeah my heart so cold and my neck so froze
Had to tell her, "Let go" 'cause that's not my hoe
Aye I like money so I got on one knee
Me and Guapy got a thing, holy matrimony

All white on 'cause I'm a stuntman
Risking it all I play like Rodman
Came from the bottom not talking a dungeon
Hackett attire I bring it from London
Stack or starve not keeping it technical
Rock out a show or even a festival
Smoking on dope, we call that sh*t "medical"
Cross a n*gga out if he move too skeptical
Pack touch down you don't gotta wait
Aéropostale, that sh*t out of date
Bad lil b*tch and she give me the cake
Now we on tour and we hit different states
Married to the money I say "I do"
Ca$h Gang, she loving the crew
I'm busting juugs outside of the stu'
Get to the money we be on the move

Aye
All for the money let's do it, ooo
Fronting your move that's foolish, ooo
Royal rumble let's do it, ooo
Heart so cold f*ck Cupid
Yeah my heart so cold and my neck so froze
Had to tell her, "Let go" 'cause that's not my hoe
Aye I like money so I got on one knee
Me and Guapy got a thing, holy matrimony
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Writer: Jontel Hackett, Kevin Hackett Jr.
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