[Title: KASH.CASH.CASH] [Intro] Kash came in— with a kick that drags. Money in the pocket, bass under the glass. [Verse 1] Kash came in with a kick that drags. Bass line dirty, a little off the map. Don't ask the genre. Man, what genre? If it feels right, that's what it's for. Got some soul in the left hand, 808 in the right. A little bit wrong makes the whole thing right. He don't dress it up just to make it behave. Let that thing breathe. Let that bass misbehave. [Pre-Chorus] Somebody said, What's this supposed to be? Kash looked back— Sounds good to me. [Chorus] KASH! KASH! KASH! (Money, money, money!) KASH! KASH! KASH! (Ain't that funny?) Whole lotta sound, little bit strange. 808 bumpin', funk through the place. KASH.CASH— what you call that? Old-school stink with an Atlanta slap. Money, money, money— keep that. Came for the groove. Run that back. [Post-Chorus] Run that back— run that back. Came for the groove— run that back. [Verse 2] He got drums that don't sit straight. Snare come late? Leave it late. Synth got bent, guitar got lost, somehow they meet when the kick comes across. Atlanta underneath, spaceship up top. Funk in the middle that don't wanna stop. Everybody chasin' what already sold. Two things don't match. Kash don't care. Throw 'em in the room— now look what's there. No big speech. No master plan. Sometimes the ugly part is the best damn jam. If it's got a heartbeat, give it some room. Don't sweep all the dirt away. [Pre-Chorus] Wait. That part. Yeah. Right there. Don't touch it. [Chorus] KASH! KASH! KASH! (Money, money, money!) KASH! KASH! KASH! (Ain't that funny?) Whole lotta sound, little bit strange. 808 bumpin', funk through the place. KASH.CASH— what you call that? Old-school stink with an Atlanta slap. Money, money, money— keep that. Came for the groove. Run that back. [Breakdown] KASH! (How much?) CASH! (Too much!) KASH! (How much?) CASH! (Never enough!) Money-money-money, everybody talkin' money. But can your bass make the whole room lean back? Huh? Can it? Then bring that funk back. [Bridge] Kash ain't money. Cash ain't gold. Sometimes a name just sounds good out loud. Kash ain't money. Cash ain't fame. Say it three times— now you got yourself a refrain. KASH. KASH. KASH. See? Told you. [Final Chorus] KASH! KASH! KASH! (Money, money, money!) KASH! KASH! KASH! (Ain't that funny?) Funk down low, 808s shake. Take two worlds and let 'em misbehave. KASH.CASH— what you call that? Don't know. Don't care. Run it right back. Money, money, money— you can have that. We came for the groove. And the groove came back. [Outro] KASH! (Cash.) KASH! (Cash.) KASH! Turn that bass back up.
