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Letra de Cash Race - Tinashe

Letra de canci�n de Cash Race de Tinashe lyrics

Part I: Cash Race

[Intro]
Right Now Sound
Hitmaka!

[Chorus]
Uh, It's a cash race
You in last place
Hit my first name with your last name
Breaking bag ay, freaking bag ay
Peep a tag ay, brand new jacket ay
I just push a button, automatic style
I've got too stars, rollin' witcha bra
Fifty on my diamond, you niggas too flaw
Hey, I'm about 'em all and I'll land 'em all

[Verse]
She the fashion, R.I.P. your last bitch
I make it look fantastic, you will never leave
This shit classic
Brand new pool, miss a move, got 'em off the shore
Ex called, hit decline, damn I hit the door
Blah-blah, uh-uh, cut all the noise
Got so many enemies, it ain't my fault ya ya

[Chorus]
Uh, It's a cash race
You in last place
Hit my first name with your last name
Breaking bag ay, freaking bag ay
Peep a tag ay, brand new jacket ay
I just push a button, automatic style
I've got too stars, rollin' witcha bra
Fifty on my diamond, you niggas too flaw
Hey, I'm about 'em all and I'll land 'em all

Part II: All Eyes On Me

[Intro]
Turn Me Up Josh
Go Grizz

[Chorus]
I've been playing favorites
Why they all the same shit
Got 'em feelin seasick
I've been super wavey
Niggas hit me daily
You know I don't say shit
Still got, still got all eyes on me
I've been playing favorites
Why they all the same shit
Got 'em feelin seasick
I've been super wavey
Niggas hit me daily
You know I don't say shit
Still got, still got all eyes on me

[Verse 1]
Look at they faces
They know that I'm more than amazing
I know I'm the shit, I'm showing the shit
'Cuz most of these bitches is basic
I can't be contained, I'm complaining
Still same but I flip shit
Chun-Li when I kick shit
Bumbee on my pimp shit
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Come for the bag
Couple Bans and my Prada bag
Making moves, I ain't gotta brag
What I need I ain't gotta ask
I ain't caught up in this and that
No fantasies I be spittin facts
Still making hits back to back
Back to back, back to back

[Chorus]
I've been playing favorites
Why they all the same shit
Got 'em feelin seasick
I've been super wavey
Niggas hit me daily
You know I don't say shit
Still got, still got all eyes on me
I've been playing favorites
Why they all the same shit
Got 'em feelin seasick
I've been super wavey
Niggas hit me daily
You know I don't say shit
Still got, still got all eyes on me

[Verse 2]
I'm the plug, better hit me up (hit me up)
All this world, better beat me up (beat me up)
Gotta pass, pass, pass to the homebay, yay
Seeing you looking at it like you want it, yay
I've been looking rich in my videos
That's because I've been getting rich, can you feel me tho?
Everyone acting like they know me, yay
Tryna get a picture at the show, yay

[Chorus]
I've been playing favorites
Why they all the same shit
Got 'em feelin seasick
I've been super wavey
Niggas hit me daily
You know I don't say shit
Still got, still got all eyes on me
I've been playing favorites
Why they all the same shit
Got 'em feelin seasick
I've been super wavey
Niggas hit me daily
You know I don't say shit
Still got, still got all eyes on me

[Outro]
(On me, whoah)
(Whoah, whoah)
I've been playing favs
(On me, whoah)
Ridin round the city
(Whoah, whoah)
Got them in my shoes
(On me, whoah)
I've been super wavey
(Whoah, whoah)
Niggas hit me daily
(On me, whoah)
You don't wanna say no
(Whoah, whoah)

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