| Sportin jewelry and the shit that came with rollin' hard
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| Cause ain’t nothin' but the money flow in this camp
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| Sportin jewelry and the shit that came with rollin' hard
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| Cause ain’t nothin' but the money flow in this camp
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| Sportin jewelry and the shit that came with rollin' hard
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| Cause ain’t nothin' but the money flow in this camp
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| Sportin jewelry and the shit that came with rollin' hard
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| Cause ain’t nothin' but the money flow in this camp
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| So many my niggas keep reachin' the top of this mountain
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| So get what I do
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| K-Roc ain’t go beg the believas
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| I’m fucking with the prophets, niggas that a felt me
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| Make a little rich with Third World Click
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| K-Rock ain’t got no more
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| I’m on top this shit though, check this place
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| And I came with Juice Man can scratch
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| Tired of the scam, fucked up his chest
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| Alcatraz, give me some, plus I’m on the dub
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| They might know we on edge and why fuck the frown
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| While these groupie ass bitches be suckin' our dick
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| Prophet Posse we made it bitch
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| K-Roc we rockin' wit empty (??)
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| May kick in this shit that you can’t understand
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| To bad that bitch is a want to be killa
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| We murder the bitch and fall out of the fame
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| I got six digits on my bank statement, rock
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| Eight if you be includin' the two behind the dot
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| So how they thinkin' they gon' stand up to the six
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| I spend a hundred GBs to artillerize this click
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| Candid cameras be in the trees
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| Of my domain
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| So I can feel safe when I’m goin' off that uzi mayne
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| Go low mass Suburban, uh, go low mass and Impala, nuh
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| I can brag for days but because you nosey hoes
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| I’m stoppin' uh
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| Bitch rest rest out there finna crash like a lunatic
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| Is it to them bitch if finna give them tricks a cataract
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| Head back to bisac have they take him to woods
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| Them goons ate his body the body’s no good
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| I would let that boy go but the ho just make me sick
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| Sick sick like a mad man when the woofers start blastin'
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| Here yee, here yee don’t you see
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| I got that Three 6 Mafia and we’re deeper than your faculty
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| Sportin jewelry and the shit that came with rollin' hard
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| Cause ain’t nothin' but the money flow in this camp
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| Sportin jewelry and the shit that came with rollin' hard
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| Cause ain’t nothin' but the money flow in this camp
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| Sportin jewelry and the shit that came with rollin' hard
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| Cause ain’t nothin' but the money flow in this camp
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| Sportin jewelry and the shit that came with rollin' hard
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| Cause ain’t nothin' but the money flow in this camp
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| I gotta get it while the gettin' is good
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| Yeah, you know the motto bitch
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| Out to get that cheddar
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| Cause it’s better when you havin' shit
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| Dollar signs is on my mind
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| Look into my fuckin' eyes, gettin' you hypnotized
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| Lettin' you know that Prophet on the rise
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| Why you fantasizin'? |
| Visualize me as you Mrs?
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| I’m somewhere on that Moet and smokin' blunts is how I kick it
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| So niggas recognize that in this here niggas so don’t you see
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| Comin' hard as thunder ready to rumble what’s it gonna be
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| Come on a journey on to the world
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| Or do you know about where the nigga be hearin'
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| This house of Scarecrow make headin'
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| To make it back home in the 21st century
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| We niggas keep letchin' the duration
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| The Three 6 (??) I punish
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| Your facin' the ready to place the grace behave
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| We leavin' no traces, we’re paperchasin'
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| Don’t maybe get to rockin'
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| Whit this motherfuckin' stock and facin' to the stock
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| And open seseme my forty thieves done a chop
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| Know what they croppin'
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| When we ride grand larceny tonight
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| You best be slidin' through Three 6 murderers
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| Creep form the black side
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| I got this plan, this plan to rob a man
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| Tell him we got plenty of white, get a nigga a key of sand
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| Take his fuckin' cheese, count them Gs, then go overseas
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| To them damn Columbians make them drop it off
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| Say nigga please
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| Back to the hood with them good from my niggas dope
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| Nothin' but the pure and that chronic that’ll make you choke
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| I’m stugglin' in that paper chase
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| From day to day all in the crime
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| For you niggas snitchin proppin' dimes, I’m takin' care of mine
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| Sportin jewelry and the shit that came with rollin' hard
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| Cause ain’t nothin' but the money flow in this camp
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| Sportin jewelry and the shit that came with rollin' hard
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| Cause ain’t nothin' but the money flow in this camp
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| Sportin jewelry and the shit that came with rollin' hard
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| Cause ain’t nothin' but the money flow in this camp
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| Sportin jewelry and the shit that came with rollin' hard
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| Cause ain’t nothin' but the money flow in this camp |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Money Flow , by - Three 6 Mafia. Song from the album The End, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп