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Jonathan Bradley: It’s all about how Ca$h Out smears “ride around” into “rau-rau.” Delivered in an infectious sing-song and as part of a hook that includes other prosodically delectable phrasings like “nina” and “thir-six ohs,” “Cashin’ Out” continues rap’s tradition of making hustler boilerplate not just palatable, but succulent.
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Edward Okulicz: A minute of this had me under the impression that Ca$h Out had some kind of speech impairment, or was the victim of some hideous vocal processing designed to make him sound either drunk, or like the stereotype of the intellectually disabled. Even if he were spitting bon mots everywhere, it’s quite hard to take him seriously.
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Brad Shoup: He’s got that sing/rap thing that makes him sound like he’s laughing the length of the track. He also sounds like he’s in danger of running short of breath, but that’s another matter. Ca$h Out’s charismatic without being particularly clever, but I’m pretending that the song’s about quitting before he gets ahead and it’s a little better.
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Alfred Soto: Too mush-mouthed for my taste and the strings are “Forget About Dre” without a protean figure using the backdrop for his own ends.
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Anthony Easton: Sexual peacocking continues to be profoundly boring, but I like his vocal style, and the compactness of the track is interesting, so I am assuming that the lyrics are about a really nice Campari cocktail. The denial is terrible politics but it allows a certain amount of pleasure. 
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Iain Mew: Surely converting your jewellery into condos isn’t actually cashing out? Isn’t it replacing a quite liquid asset with one which is much less so? The tone of voice and playfully dancing beat tell me very firmly that I really shouldn’t think about it so hard. The hooks (and the games around what pigeons mean) are just good enough that I’m inclined to agree.
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