Where da Cash At (D2 Version)

[Intro (False Start): Lil Wayne sample]

You catch my girl legs open, better smash that

Don't be surprised if she ask, “Where the cash at?”

[Chorus (False Start): Lil Wayne sample, DJ Drama, & DJ tags]

Where the— Where the cash at, where the cash at

Where the— Where the cash at (My nigga, Curren$y), where the cash at

Where the— Where the cash at (Young Money), where the cash at (Cash Money)

Don't be surprised if shе ask, “Where the cash at?” (Weezy F. Baby!)

[Spoken Interlude: Lil Wayne & DJ Drama]

Hold on, hold on, hold on. This song right hеre? This my nigga, Curren$y the Hot Spitta (That's right), you heard me? First artist on Young Money-Cash Money. 'Bout to hit y’all in the head with that muh’fuckin’ “Where da Cash At,” featuring Remy Martin and my muh’fuckin’ self, man. Do what you does, lil’ daddy! I came to get money and that’s what we gon’ do!

[Intro: Lil Wayne sample/Lil Wayne & DJ tags]

You catch my girl legs open, better smash that (Yeah)

Don't be surprised if she ask, “Where the cash at?” (Gangsta Gri-Zillz!)

[Chorus: Lil Wayne sample/Lil Wayne, Curren$y, DJ Drama, & DJ tags]

Where the— Where the cash at, where the cash at (We did part two)

Where the— Where the cash at, where the cash at (’Cause the first wasn’t enough)

Where the— Where the cash at, where the cash at (We still gon’ prove to y’all niggas who we is)

Don't be surprised if she ask, “Where the cash at?” (Gangsta Gri-Zillz!)

Where the— Where the cash at, where the cash at (My nigga, Weezy F. Baby)

Where the— Where the cash at (You know what they call me!), where the cash at (Yuh)

Where the— Where the cash at (My nigga, Curren$y! Yuh), where the cash at (Huh?)

Don't be surprised if she ask, “Where the cash at?” (Spitta, Spitta, yuh! Young Money, AMG)

[Verse 1: Curren$y]

Bitches come a dime a dozen; I fuck 'em, sisters, cousins

It's a revolvin' door: pussy goin', pussy comin'

And when they go to you, it's coming back to me with money

I tell her, "Put them shoes on and keep my paper runnin'"

I put my mack down, just like a G supposed to

And if she don't come home with it, then she sleepin' over

I got ‘em creepin' over; we doin' dinner soda

I like the Ameries—you can have them Omarosas

Them niggas down below us—baby, we up and over

I'm tryna get inside that thing that’s in between your shoulders

I'm talkin' large totals, I'm talkin' large motives

I'm talkin' burnin' rubber—that melted Pirelli odor

I'm hoppin' out a Lotus—you lookin' at my bitch?

You wanna holler? You can holler—take her on a trip

But when the deed done, you gotta send her back

Don't be surprised if she ask where the cash at

[Chorus: Lil Wayne sample/Lil Wayne]

Where the— where the cash at, where the cash at

Where the— Where the cash at, where the cash at

Where the— Where the cash at, where the cash at

Don't be surprised if she ask, “Where the cash at?”

Where the— Where the cash at, where the cash at

Where the— Where the cash at, where the cash at

Where the— Where the cash at, where the cash at

Don't be surprised if she ask, “Where the cash at?” (Yeah, ha)

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne & DJ tags]

I got a bitch in the back (Back), got a ho in the front (Front)

Got purp' in the Dutch (Yeah), got purp' in the cup

I tell her, "Get your money, ho, or just stop breathin'

'Cause if it ain't about that dough, it ain't about me, neither" (Gangsta—)

See, a gangsta like myself? I get that paper and pussy

Then I went and make that pussy bring that paper straight to me, bitch!

You lookin' at a real pimp—ask my old hoes (Yeah)

And they'll tell you, no remote, I control hoes

I'm a whole load—give you that game, mama

If he ain't payin', then he shouldn't be playin’—I’m sayin'

Broke niggas only make jokes, nigga (Ha)

I make more then I can fit in this quote, nigga—

Unquote—come sun-soak with me, bitch

Fly you down here and put you on some South Beach shit (Yeah)

And if you smile at my bitch, I make her smile back (Back)

Don't be surprised if she ask, “Where the cash at?”

[Chorus: Lil Wayne sample & Remy Ma]

Where the— Where the cash at, where the cash at

Where the— Where the cash at, where the cash at

Where the— Where the cash at, where the cash at

Don't be surprised if she ask, “Where the cash at?”

Where the— Where the cash at, where the cash at

Where the— Where the cash at, where the cash at

Where the— Where the cash at (Uh-huh), where the cash at (Geah)

Don't be surprised if she ask, “Where the cash at?” (Check, yo, look)

[Verse 3: Remy Ma]

See, that other chick asked that—she said, "Where the cash at?" Rem’ said, "Where the paper, plastic, product, and where the stash at?

Where the keys to the whip and the crib, and where’s the address of—

That bitch that be hidin' shit in her ass-crack?"

Niggas I'm fuckin' call me “baby,” like I'm related to Weezy

Some of 'em call me “R-uh”; none of them call me easy

Found out I'm fuckin' her man—now this bird is callin' me, screamin'

Chicken, wait—bitches I be fryin', they just call me greasy

See, I know he got a main, but I'm cool being the other one

'Cause he can't get tight when he hear I piped another one

I don’t fall in love with them—cum and then I'm done with them

Most they get from me is wet pussy and some bubblegum, but—

This one dude had me laughin' (Haha)

If it's just one thing I can't stand, it's a baggy Magnum

Would've thought somebody threw me a camera the way I caught a flashback

Don't be surprised if she ask, “Where the cash at?”

[Chorus: Lil Wayne sample]

Where the— Where the cash at, where the cash at

Where the— Where the cash at, where the cash at

Where the— Where the cash at, where the cash at

Don't be surprised if she ask, “Where the cash at?”

Where the— Where the cash at, where the cash at

Where the— Where the cash at, where the cash at

Where the— Where the cash at, where the cash at

Don't be surprised if she ask, “Where the cash at?”