Don Cash - We Got This lyrics
We Got This Everybody want the pretty wife The pretty life the big city life The fat loft Relax take your cap off Finish the first drink Now she got half off Champagne flowing Never turn the tap off Prada and gucci and brands You never heard of Never paying taxes Get away with murder Cash biz Lets fall in love with an actress Who sent an email with a XXX attachement In a benz bumping Patches Clarence Carter My taste is very eclectic I play a fender electric I ain't no superstar But I'm bossy in the bou- doo- oir Pardon my French I'm a tourist Swinging thru the city Quoting Diddy on the chorus Forever number one in your area The Don Cash era Causing ma** hysteria To all my hustlers in the beemers We got this To all my poets and my dreamers We got this To all my jokers and the thinkers We got this Even the smokers and the drinkers We got this To the DJs and selectors We got this To every single mic wrecker We got this To all the writers and the skaters We got this All my players money makers We got this Hash tag me on the twitter feed Cuz we got this b It stay winning like victory You should have heard the rhymes She spit to me And I had to agree She looked like a smash hit to me How the f** am I a menace When I'm lamping at the Private club playing tennis Making plans to visit Venice I was stupid fresh Now I'm fresh stupendous Casio watch fresh kicks New mobile We floss silly and stunt hard it's high profile I pitch slang like Halladay Perfect game Everyday like Saturday I call the shots I call the winners You call that competition? Man they all beginners Crying at the battle And I think they need therapy Cuz I'm number one And I say it with sincerity To all my hustlers in the beemers We got this To all my poets and my dreamers We got this To all my jokers and the thinkers We got this Even the smokers and the drinkers We got this To the DJs and selectors We got this To every single mic wrecker We got this To all the writers and the skaters We got this All my players money makers We got this I own the skyline Check the vistas Twin turbo born to win With twin sisters At the bank they call me mister Gripping this stash Counting cash gave me blisters Orange Crush in a dutch master You may be quick But my stick much faster They should encase my mic In plaster You may have long money But I still out cash ya I think I'm Vin Diesel with the smirk At the part of the flick Right before he go bezerk You know they say there is a price to pay But whenever that is It ain't gon happen today Paid in full Blasting Rakim I'm remarkable True and living I'm the actual When I say I'm the best I'm only being factual To all my hustlers in the beemers We got this To all my poets and my dreamers We got this To all my jokers and the thinkers We got this Even the smokers and the drinkers We got this To the DJs and selectors We got this To every single mic wrecker We got this To all the writers and the skaters We got this All my players money makers We got this