Car Full of Stash

I got a car full of stash and I want to sell it
 I got some tickets and hash and now I want to sell it
 You wanna take out the trash, you wanna go around and tell it
 I got a car full of stash, now you can go to hell with it
 'Cause I'm about to get myself home
 I'm about to get on the plane
 So come on over and see it
 Just come on over and see it
 We want to take your gold
 We want to take your gold
 Move right in and steal the mold
 We want to take your gold
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 I got some shit on a boat and I want to move it
 A crate of guns and a goat and I want to move it
 You wanna put on your hat yeah, you say, you need to prove it
 You wanna see where it's at, I'm gonna tell you to prove it
 Well, I'm about to get on the plane
 I'm about to do it
 We want to take your gold
 We want to take your gold
 Move right in and steal the mold
 We want to take your gold
 And we're gonna get your soul
 We're gonna get your soul
 The weights are on the scale and they show
 That we are here to get your soul
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 I got a box at my house
 And I want you to get it
 You know that box at my house
 Hey, I don't want you to fret it
 For I'll call 'em up in advance
 I'll put the key around your neck
 I'll be here doin' my dance
 And you can pick a card
 You pick a card from the deck
 Yeah, yeah, yeah
 We want to take your gold
 We want to take your gold
 Move right in and steal the mold
 We want to take your gold
 And we're gonna get your soul
 We're gonna get your soul
 Get it in a move so bold
 We're gonna get your soul