Cappadonna

Cappadonna - Money, Cash, Flows lyrics

(feat. 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 x4]

[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 x4]

[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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