Lyrics Miami Flow - Cdot Honcho

Miami Flow

C-D-O-T man
Honcho gang shit, you already how know I be coming man
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Honcho, Honcho, Honcho, Honcho
Aye
Hoes know I got cash
Walked in a Louis store and I dropped a bag on a bag
Little shit for my bitch, matter shit
Ain’t shit for these hoes drop a bag on a cab, aye
Honcho gang bitch, I’m a skinny rich nigga
I’ll fight drop a tab on his dreads
(?) niggas put his hands on his ass
When we empty that put a flame to the gas
Run through with that cause a bitch so fat
Tell a bitch bring her friend with a ass
Run through with that put my hands in the cash
I be running through a sack I ain’t never through with that
Balmain jeans all back by a rack
I all back with a rack
Honcho gang bitch tell ‘em where we trapping at
With them twiz let that bitch go ‘baddap'
Fifty more stacks tell them bitches copycats
Let a nigga tweak can’t get him off of that
Smoking all gang on a flag
I’m a pull up in the jeep like
Bitches outta here I ain’t seen none of that
Do they make all the flip I see acrobat
Help a nigga out as he try to face
Don’t play with me you gotta leave out of that
Niggas get a 40 cal squeeze out of that
Headshot he ain’t got them knees after that
After that shit ain’t the fuck coming back
He ain’t tryna catch bullets he ain’t fuck running back
If it ain’t gas I ain’t tryna fuck with that
If it ain’t making me no cash don’t bring this shit up
Come into the lobby I send a bitch up
If a nigga got a problem we’ll send his bitch up, bitch
You ain’t got no money but your ass burnt up
Might bitch at
Eight hundred more better get your kicks up
He ain’t be tryna dick suck
New day new money got to switch up
Ten hoes all this week gotta fuck som’n
Aye bitch sleep all week I’m hustlin
Bitch say she love keep sucking
A tch only here cause a nigga be buzzing
Mark over the knee capping
Once it let off that keep bussing
bitch I might kill that bitch sister
And slap that pistol in the arm of the other
Bitches be on me cause all of this money
But I don’t know why cause they fucking for nothing
Walk with that money drop hundreds for nothing
Bitches they hate me I’m fucking they cousin
Niggas they hate me cause all of this money
They don’t wanna try me cause I got this
Pull up and I put it on your tummy
I let you pull up and hop out the Audi
You wanna pull up and hop out a
I’m living good nigga I’m eating steak
Bitch, Honcho gang shit bitch
Y’all motherfuckers doing man
Aye, aye
Honcho, Honcho, Honcho, Honcho
Aye, aye
Smoking don’t give a fuck bout the doctor
Hoes give a fuck bout them operas
I pull up in the stupidest shit
Tell that bitch get that dick with a mop up
Man that bitch is the stupidest bitch
Stupid bitch is going to war with Osama
Man rouse this crazy ass drama
Gotta aye
rasta aye
Open up niggas I’m a doctor, aye
40 cal heavyweight boxer aye
40 cal
If he can see he can drop dead
I ain’t heard about him cause i dropped
cause I ate the cake
And if you went to varsity bitch
C-D-O-T man, Honcho gang shit