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
' 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
Traduzione: Do Or Die. Flusso di denaro (feat. Tung Twista).
Traduzione: Do Or Die. Flusso di denaro.
the sound Yo, this is for the way we rock Thinkin' Bad Boy gonna stop, we not Yo, we step up in the scene like oh! You hear their flow and then there
Diddy gon' and did it (c'mon) Put these rappers on edit, now let's get it (let's get it) [Chorus] Make this money, take this money (let's get it) Ain
yall niggas love dat flow Man I don't love dat hoe All I see is cash flow Brains an occasional ass hole What I need is a, whole lotta money involved I
sneaking in Lover's Land, or at the drive-in movies Now it's Tinsel Town or Motel 6, where this hoe can do me Use to watch freestyle the man, or Rap
Cause these boys can't flow, these boys be saying I'ma come down And I'ma break these boys off, and get down like James Brown Or Chucky Brown or Troy
you how to do this son I rap for fun, and make niggaz look dumb How come I don't know, I was gifted with the flow I bust a flow for my lil' bro, before
through niggaz like a snow mobile, and I make shit that the real can feel Now all you niggaz know, that I got hella flow And I got hella do', and where
the do', I want all to hit the flo' Step to this square if you want some mo', better beware of this danger flow With my toll mo' money mo', take the war
like C-4 Out here chasing the do', and spitting felony flow Moving blocks of snow, like Johnny Depp on Blow Fuck chasing the cat, we bout chasing a stack Crack weed or
save me Now feel this platinum shit baby, hungry for the payroll We want points and publishing, and cheddar out the do' Mo' money mo', gotta have it
do' Sell out and resco', then go get mo' We got drank we got dro, we got pills we got snow And to top it all off, we got hellified flow See y'all don'
my toes Unless I'm out creepin on do's or sleepin with hoes Still my ("BABY!), cakes with cakes upon cakes (Ay, where my money at?) Keep a nigga spendin
8X] [Chorus] If you wanna go and take a ride wit me wit three women in the fo' with the gold D's Oh why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money!)
