Lil Jon - Cash Flow lyrics

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Lil Jon - Cash Flow lyrics

[talking] Yea , 2004, BraveHeart, uh huh [Chorus] First a studio, then a video, then we do a show Count my cash flow Then I f** a hoe, roll up a smoke, jump in the range rove Brand new clothes, I got all the hoes, on tha east coast To tha west coast, yall know how we go First a studio, then a video, then we do a show Count my cash flow [Verse 1] I say we got them big guns dat tear yo a** up How we do thangs, you'll get yo' a** gut Styrofoam in yo' casket, you lying in tha dust Yo' pistol packin years wasn't nuttin, see how we hit 'em To tha body, and the streets so strong Telling my b**hes and my n***as hold on I know I'm getting high, I f** a b**h she cry She hold me so tight never want me to be gone Now I'm wrong, this Gee Wiz ? Now you it's him it's me I'm flossin wit my other half Jungle yall see So when we step up we waste no time We flut up ya fans, and take 'em, they mine I throw a n***a, stomp a n***a BraveHeart style No set can come close to us, fool, they clowns The Battle of my ? it go round and round I turn a stupid a** smile upside down [Chorus] First a studio, then a video, then we do a show Count my cash flow Then I f** a hoe, roll up a smoke, jump in the range rove Brand new clothes, I got all the hoes, on tha east coast To tha west coast, yall know how we go First a studio, then a video, then we do a show Count my cash flow [Verse 2] Yo' you popin off wit them BraveHearts Gettin' money son it's all about dat paper Yea, them b**hes want me on top of them They see them diamonds, they always sparklin I be ill legal wit dat desert eagle I hit you all up in yo head in front of yo people n***a, I empty out on yo b**h a** You'll be dead so fast sh** push back Cause life ain't sh** but b**hes end millions Good investments like acres and buildings Lil Shortys in tha hood raisin them children Baby dad locked up or somebody k**ed 'em Fa real yo, it's crazy yo', drama all day yo My n***as in prison wanna hear me on tha radio Cause where I'm from yo, life ain't a game yo Jungle's my name yo, blow wit a fo' fo' [Chorus] First a studio, then a video, then we do a show Count my cash flow Then I f** a hoe, roll up a smoke, jump in the range rove Brand new clothes, I got all the hoes, on tha east coast To tha west coast, yall know how we go First a studio, then a video, then we do a show Count my cash flow [Verse 3] Yo' the cash must be made Organized crime, cook up a kilo break it down To dimes, spread it out in packages ? and ? f** them handcuffs the cops can't touch us A fourty-five, they got accurate aim If you ain't in my game take a bullet to tha brain sh**, nobody cares, life ain't fair I feel like I was born in an electric chair Yo' wheres tha jungle, gon' be here for years Just a stopper through the game like the numba man In the hood, ? you got ? BraveHeart slam Step up on tha side my man you don't undastand I'm from tha QB side of things, things is things but You know my n***as,yo they let them things ring And we right, straight right through yall n***as Snatchin dat paper, & you know we snatch a couple b**hes right [Chorus] First a studio, then a video, then we do a show Count my cash flow Then I f** a hoe, roll up a smoke, jump in the range rove Brand new clothes, I got all the hoes, on tha east coast To tha west coast, yall know how we go First a studio, then a video, then we do a show Count my cash flow