Cash Out — Calvin Harris ft. ScHoolboy Q

Cash Out -- Calvin Harris ft. ScHoolboy Q

You can rock it
You can sock it
You can even put on
Your brand new jacket
Because I’m the man who can
Put you in the musical brackets

Uh, party like it’s 1980
Where the afro shiny and the girls all purty
Where the white girl molly
And a dark-skinned Kylie
Can I rock both bodies?
New ‘Rari, how I ride, both shoddy
Keep your table
Can we boogie on the floor?
I’ve been stressin’ all week
Tryna clear it through the door now
Ballin’ like LeBron now
Shots like a pro now
Hella weed, yeah
It goes ’round
Let me tell you how it goes down
I ain’t drivin’ when it’s goin’
Now pour me another cup
This your favorite song on
Don’t tell me you in a rush
When I give you all I have
You tell me it ain’t enough
I’ve been tryna clear our mind
And wine and dine ya
See I know just how you like it
I’ll back behind ya
If I look up at the stars
Ain’t hard to find ya

Passin’ all them neighbors
Cash out
Smashin’ all them ‘Raris
Dash out
‘Member all them nights
We used to trap out?
Now we count
Until we pass out
Passin’ all them neighbors
Cash out
Smashin’ all them ‘Raris
Dash out
‘Member all them nights
We used to trap out?
Now we count
Until we pass out

We gon’ party like it’s 1980
In a buggy-eyed ‘Cedes
Or a dopeboy Caddy
With a nickel bag baggie, gold Rolex
Timin’ for your climax climbin’
Got the bedsheets jumpin’
With your heartbeat pumpin’
And your love keep comin’
Shake somethin’, break somethin’
I’m tryna work somethin’
Sho’ you right, motorbike
You could ride me overnight
Never been one to judge
We rushin’ back to the club
Put it down from above
Your body my only drug
We do it like Vegas
Rich and famous
We doin’ it major
We wakin’ the neighbors

Yeah

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