Lyrical Breakdown of Cash Shit (feat. DaBaby) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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• Lyric Overview: Witness how Megan Thee Stallion feat. DaBaby weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Cash Shit (feat. DaBaby)" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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Real hot girl shit Yeah, I'm in my bag, but I'm in his too And that's why every time you see me, I got some new shoes Ah Mwah, (Lil Ju made this beat) ayy, look Bitch, I'm a star, got these niggas wishin' He say he hungry, this pussy the kitchen Yeah, that's my dawg, he gon' sit down and listen Call him a trick and he don't get off', hol' up Bitch, I'm a star, got these niggas wishin' He say he hungry, this pussy the kitchen Yeah, that's my dawg, he gon' sit down and listen Call him a trick and he don't get offended He know he giving his money to Megan He know it's very expensive to date me Told him "Go put my name on that account" Because when I need money, I ain't tryna, hol' up He know he giving his money to Megan He know it's very expensive to date me Told him "Go put my name on that account" Because when I need money, I ain't tryna wait I can't be fucked wit', no Ho you can't touch this, ayy Bitch, I do rich shit, huh My money thick, thick, ayy Walk with a limp, limp, huh I'm on some pimp shit, ayy He say, "You all about money" yeah I'm on that cash shit, huh I'm in my bag, bitch, huh I'm on your ass, bitch, huh I'm in that new new shit You on that last year, huh Bitch, I do pimp shit, huh Ho, you on simp shit, ayy He say, "You all about money", yeah I'm on that cash shit, ah You know why these bitches love me? (Why?) 'Cause baby don't give a fuck (What you do?) I be fixin' the weave while she suckin' my dick Pull it out, then I tittyfuck (Uh, uh) I fuck her from the back and she nasty, killin' her Know how I give it up (Yeah, yeah) I be cool on 'em, bitch, ain't no pressure (Uh-uh) 'Til I met this lil' freak, her name Megan (Ooh) This lil' thing here a stallion, look how she walk Look how she talk, she sexy (Mwah) I like when they pretty and ghetto (Uh-huh) Type of bitch that don't even say hello (Yeah, yeah) And whenever we fuck, she be fuckin' me back Put her in the headlock with my elbow (Mmh) Now she done reversed it Got up on the dick and ride the shit like a Camaro, uh I can't be fucked wit', no Ho you can't touch this, ayy Bitch, I do rich shit, huh My money thick, thick, ayy Walk with a limp, limp, huh I'm on some pimp shit, ayy He say, "You all about money", yeah I'm on that cash shit, huh I'm in my bag, bitch, huh I'm on your ass, bitch, huh I'm in that new new shit You on that last year, huh Bitch, I do pimp shit, huh Ho, you on simp shit, ayy He say, "You all about money", yeah I'm on that cash shit, ah (Hey, hey, look) I don't be stressin' 'bout none of these niggas When they be talkin', I don't even listen Tellin' me secrets, I probably forget it But I'ma tune in, when he say he gon' lick it He told 'em "Send me a pic 'cause he miss me" I told him "Send me a stack if he really" I don't be trusting these tricks, 'cause they tricky Send him a pic of somebody else titties I'm a finesser and I'm a fly dresser Move to the top floor and flew in my dresser My bitches hustle, make money together Your bitches birds and they flockin' together I can't decide if I want the new Louis Dapper Dan yellow, I'm always in Gucci Your mama don't bring your dad to the mall 'Cause when he be in there, she know he be choosin' I can't be fucked wit', no Ho you can't touch this, ayy Bitch, I do rich shit, huh My money thick, thick, ayy Walk with a limp, limp, huh I'm on some pimp shit, ayy He say, "You all about money", yeah I'm on that cash shit, huh I'm in my bag, bitch, huh I'm on your ass, bitch, huh I'm in that new new shit You on that last year, huh Bitch, I do pimp shit, huh Ho, you on simp shit, ayy He say, "You all about money", yeah