Tekst:
Ed Cash

want me, yeah yeah, she want me) (She want me, why you think she on me?) Get it get it get it [50 Cent (Lloyd Banks)] I'm a substitute teacher, welcome to Sex Ed

Here come his crazy soldier, six shots it's over A year went past Snook went flossin' fast His old man had crossed his ass For the laws of this fast cash

in everyday, perfect stalkin' searchin' and snatchin' up strangers. Anyone run, redrum, all get 'em off. Finished niggaz wanna hear silence, makin' me riot, fucka stayed messed and fry-ed

check that cash and splash niggas in half Smash rappers like hash, soke 'em down to ashes At last it's the crew that party crashes the masses Madness wildin' out like special ed

the floor I'm routin' down south, for my aim is to score Eight cylinder, screamin' 'fuck the law!' Got a tank full of gas, trunk full of cash Hammers

ED mmmmm I seem to find myself talking to the powers that be awaking the shade and shadowed under towering trees admiring the seen, inhaling fumes of

, oh glory" with a story to tell Droopy got knocked, now he Muslim in jail His name is Abdul, colorful, Snow White tattoo She used to send him mad flicks in Cash

can't wait till this record shit is straight So we can recuperate, get the dough and I'm gone Motherfuckers fear me, I blow up spots like Ed Leary Violent

love them hoes, bitch and it's like that This is what you look for in a hoe who got cash flow Ya run up in them hoes and grab the cash And get your