flippin' money in every way Headline, my biz shine everyday Pearl white throwin' P. Marc Jacobs gloves Cartier, Louis case with a dope plug From the mud
till we built something Cash flow Money on the dashboard Money in the dashboard sittin' high ridin' low (shh) Put a hundred on my son flow a hundred
money in every way Head line, my bitch shine everyday Pearl white Dom P., Marc Jacob gloves Cartier, Louis case with a dope plug From the mud where they
the game I'm back at the halftime like it's just an ankle sprain Ain't no one could do it better More hits than Eddie Guerrerra The flow like Eddie Monster
on my armour Guarding me from outside in, but At night I am woken by Images of the flood oh oh I'm living on the border I'm living in the mud You say
me Loco That's for armed trafficking, don't make me pull that 4-4 Ask you what you laughing at, represent that mud life Dirty money, bitch, you better get your mud
Kahuna maneuvers I make 'em Tight security everywhere I go I take 'em Party over here me and my peeps (Rah, rah) Hittin' the streets groovin' to roughneck beats I keeps the flow
Eighty-eight through the ten-five (And Clair) St. Clair ain't shit to fuck with Pumpin', Krayzie be bumpin', dumpin' the bloody body Me never knew one that could flow
titties lifted My new crib got it's own city limit Motherfucker got his own city in it Blue bottle on the floor Plenty soft water A hundred boss on the flow
I'm sweeter Than your broken leader I'll take the smooth with the rough I see you lyin' there Put it down No reply in the sand, in the mud Don't kick
above the trees A desperate fear flows through my blood (He said, let's grow old together and die at the same time) A dead love's buried beneath the mud A desperate fear flows
I'm the river that flow through the hood Through the woods, through the birds, through the mud Through the bricks over the curves, to the forest reserve
mums, all alone on their own Tying to put food in the mouths of her two sons And the fathers gone, there's no cash flow Lack of income But that's just
dump on the man Leave him lying in the mud? Whatta you know? he pulled out my 4-4 Now I got no choice, so I let it all flow (Whatta you know?) The motherfucker
Royce Da 5'9"] Let me set it straight, they fans been led astray Niggaz keep gassin with guns with unleaded spray They don't know they one flow, one medic
to spark flow Your bark so harsh but parts gon' make you heart blow Blood and don't be buzzin' me, cuzzin' me, buggin' me 'Bout dubs, I'll be mud till
shield That's how I deal with the fake frauds I flow hard, yo hearthrobs'll get robbed I come with the wicked one stompin' tons I mud other crap as
prolly on that deaf im prolly on that cam all pink diamonds lookin like spam all white porshe lookin like the clam all white seats lookin like a gram you cannot stop a flow
