Lloyd Banks - The Flow lyrics

The flow makes me u go say what

The flow makes u go say what

The flow makes them go say what

Yeah, yeah yeahhhh

I gettin' top dollas I neva out free

Don't talk about me til' u own a house keys

U freeloadin off your mama's loot

U 30 somethin and still puttin' name on the orange juice

It's time 4 me 2 make an example

One after a anotha til his last one canceled

Money I ran through, I'm outstanding, my life's handsome, white phantom

Light handgun, big mansion, on acres just rite 4 campin'

I think yo bitch wanna come home with a star

Throw bras, see the garage, and meneois

It started off with a picture and massage

A morning and week later she had on a calodgue

Rap is my hustle shit happened on the job

Certified platinum in Manhattan with the claw

Yea that cream addict, I'm a green addict, I buy a 100 grand a year on my weed habit

Now planin on properties anything that fit in the rubberband is pocket cheese

Somethin I seen the weed man with

U front 2 get your beaken hit

The whip flipped u see airs when u see my chick pimp shit

They admired the sidewalk when u talk

And u tell that I'm from New York how I walk

And u ain't shit that why u come up short

The summa's here so I threw tha chinchilla in the coolers

Me, Buck, & the white tees over the rugers

See I always stood out so I'm used 2 the squeeze

I got the guccis, louies, yellow golds with the rubies

U know I'm poke em once I lure em out their drawers

When I'm near they' re open like automatic doors

All I need is a minute, a lil' weed and I'm in it, a lil' season and fitted, with a B.M.D Kitted

I returned from my spot

In the city where u wind up in the earn over guap

Niggas will hunted and find burn off your top

You dumb, you deaf, and blind deserve 2 be pop

We don't stress, we shine, we swerved on through the block

So I won't get knocked I got one eye on the road the other eye on the cops

Watch out for them youngins outside with them glocks

You'll be toe tag throw in the box over the rocks stop