' hoes Let the money flow Don't you know, how the money flow? Don't you know, how the money flow? Don't you know, how the money flow? Don't you know,
hoes Let the money flow [Chorus:] Don't you know, how the money flow Don't you know, how the money flow Don't you know, how the money flow Don't you
Traduction: Do Or Die. Money Flow (feat. Tung Twista).
Traduction: Do Or Die. Money Flow.
Let the money flow [Chorus:] Don't you know, how the money flow Don't you know, how the money flow Don't you know, how the money flow Don't you know
What's tha hold up? Granade when I blow up, Everybody Own nuts, What? Hold that. Tha Prince Here, Been Here, Sincere Like Nas in Belly. Told ya'll Get ready. Money
yellow bone, watchin' what they jelly on Bringing major fedy home oo what's poppin We hit em with the honey tone Bringing daddy money home Got me ridin candy chrome What that do
what I'm talkin' 'bout [Verse 1: Lucky Luciano {Lucky Luciano slowed down}] Ay, Lucky Lu', gon' come through, and do this here for Screw zoo I'm a Texas
the players Worldwide, do your thug thang (The hustler's theme) All money ain't good money Stack your chips Let it flip like some hood money Cock them
4] You kno I love to see tha girl go wild Movin n the club with the gogo style Do watchu do Baby work it out All for the money Wat shes about She get
be squeezing, no reason Blood work, nobody leaving this bitch breathing Niggas on the low, kidnapped my flow Coulda asked for it, I woulda gift wrapped my flow
when I stepped through the do' Now I done been so many places and seen so many faces But none of these motherfuckers do it like me Don't no motherfuckin' click do
Cuz we refused to do the knowledge Nigga, you can?t learn this music game in the streets or in college So you betta pick up a book or something Or fuck
You niggaz can't share my air Or walk a mile in the pair I wear And I'm gettin better year by year Like they say Juan do Cops couldn't smell me if
The flow is so sick, sooner or later These niggas gonna need barf bags bigger than golf bags The coke get flew on planes monthly And cops search me for weapons harder than they do
we do Keepin' it Gangsta My whole crew Keepin' it Gangsta [Fabolous (Paul Cain)] Yeah, ok, uh, yeah, uh, yo We your favorite gangstas, favorite gangstas (do
these four tires on the whip Young Carter sliding out I'm flyer than the whip Yeah, higher than an angel, or hotter than the devil The pot or kettle,
