Money Cash Flows lyrics

f/ Crunch Lo, Lounge Mode, Remedy



[Intro: Lounge Mode]

Walk with us... Code:Red, speak up



[Lounge Mode]

I`mma set it from the front of the door and let it be known

That I`m, settin` it straight and I`m comin` back home

Cuz I told ya`ll, the tank top hustle a lot

But I`m a little dude and I still muscle the block



[Crunch Lo]

Aiyo, we comin` for the blocks, the aves and the streets

The team stay on the grind cuz the fam gotta eat

Dimes get bagged and sealed like it was work

And ain`t nothin` safe get ya teflon shirt



[Remedy]

Street life, drugs shit, money comes in bundles

Thug shit, and terratorial rumbles

Guns and in vintage, Don sweaters

We love phat whips, exotic bitches, new Code:Red leathers



[Cappadonna]

Aiyo, my hood hate theyself

The bitches love Don`, cuz they mate theyself

And niggaz can`t snake me, so they snake theyself

And they just pussy to me, they rape theyself and they take theyself



[Chorus 4X: all w/ variouos ad-libs]

Money, cash, flows and bitches!



[Crunch Lo]

Aiyo, it`s busy on the strip and they ain`t too much rule

So how many M.C.`s must I consume?

Open up a nigga like a pussy womb

So nigga, call ya orangutang Goons and baboons



[Remedy]

Who the fuck are you? That`ll crew with me and two

Maybe more, can`t come, fuck, kick down your door, son

You can have beef and not know it

Some gas in a bottle with a rag, then light it and throw it



[Cappadonna]

We love, grindin` the honies and makin` the moneys

Toss it up, lovely, breakin` the twenties

And broke crews for a rap song, bakin` the sunnies

Lay back lovely, shakin` the bunnies



[Lounge Mode]

It`s the reason why they put me here, to blast off

Cuz the rap game suck and I`m ready to crash course

With an O-1 `Rari, smoked and tinted

Who you know that shoot best when he`s smoked and bented?



[Chorus 4X]



[Remedy]

Yo, I`ll jump in my whip, yo and run you over

Pass the weed and the Dutch to the ciga-r roller

From the Stat`, with the shoulder strap holder

Fuck Beans, fuck Free, fuck The Roc and Hova



[Lounge Mode]

Fuck the cops and The Roc, I`mma do whatever

I come through rock a little wear, shoot who ever

It`s a Struggle, that`s why I told ya`ll I bubble

Buck a thing, bust a thing, if you see I`m in trouble



[Crunch Lo]

Aiyo, I spit like a baby, a dog with the rabbies

Bowlin` hot gravy, get spilled we too ill

With the pill, emphatic slam

Crunch to the Lo, to the rap, from the Stat`s who I am



[Cappadonna]

Code:Red Entertainment

I`m not just a client, I`m also acquinted

Real respect real and it`s all non-tainted

Handcuffed in the courtroom, bitin` the plaintiff

Run from the arraignment



[Chorus 4X]



[Outro: Lounge Mode]

Yeah, man, aiyo Slash

You tell Jay, right, that we gon` get this joint poppin` right

Lo gon` come with us in a minute, call Shockey up

And then we gon` rock it out, knawhatimean?

So, just in case, you got bucked, you make sure he got that thing

And we gon` move, let`s go baby, right here, move..
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