Camron, Hell Rell Cha Ching, Cha Ching Lyrics

Feat. Hell Rell)

Cam'ron:
Excuse me
Do you take a Afro-American card
What's that? black card homie

Hook
Cam'ron:
Cha-ching cha-ching, cha-ching cha-ching
Cha-ching cha-ching, cha-ching cha-ching
Cha-ching cha-ching, cha-ching cha-ching
Cha-ching cha-ching, cha-ching cha-ching

Verse 1
Cam'ron & Hell Rell:
(You got change for a billion)
What's that, that's the Lear n____, leaving outta t__o borough
Dipset beats Okero
But it's bombs away, do things the monster way
We'll take your beauty queen, s_____ ya lean, John Brunei
But that cha-ching cha-ching, cha-ching cha-ching
Ransom, Mel Gibson
[Yeah, welcome to Hell's kitchen
I got one stove, 2 pots, 4 workers, 2 blocks
After this I'm buying us all new drops
That's right, cha-ching cha-ching
Let's go, bling for bling
Pay homage to the chain n____, kiss the ring
d___, we got 'em teary-eyed and heart-broken
The Porsche tires burn the rubber, yeah the cars smokin']
Man, lean fast, peel the whip
What dealership you dealing with
Potangrams, d___, we nothin' you familiar with
More killin', killin', what's poppin' 5, the tools out
They 550, 212, G-mack, pool out
Leave 'em layin', stinkin'
That's the way I'm thinkin'
New York hustlers love me, like I'm David Binkins
[That's right cha-ching cha-ching
That's my pockets talking
Naw, my stomach talking
n____, we run New York and
I'm your favorite boxer, favorites blossom
Black Aston Martin, but I made it darker
Add on some extra pink, I get extra hate
Know how I deal wit' it, I move extra weight

Hook
Cam'ron:
Cha-ching cha ching (We the treasurers)
Cha-ching, cha-ching (More cash registers)
Cha-ching cha-ching, cha-ching cha-ching
Cha-ching cha-ching, cha-ching cha-ching