Money Flow

So many, my niggas Keep reachin' the top of this mountain So can what I do K-Roc ain't go beg the believas I'm from where the prophets Niggas that a felt me Make a little rich with Third World Click K-Roc ain't got no more I'm on top this shit though Check this place Am I came with Juice Man can scratch Tired of the scam Fucked up his chest Alcatraz gimisum Plus I'm on the dub They might know we on edge And why fuck the frown While these groupie ass bitches be suckin' our dick Prophet Posse we made it bitch K-Roc we rockin' wit empty (??) May kick in this shit that you can't understand To bad that bitch is a want to be killa We murder the bitch and fall out of the fame I got six digits on my bank statement, rock Eight if you be includin' the two behind the dot So how they thinkin' they gon' stand up to the six I spend a hundred g-be 's To artillerize this click Candid cameras be in the trees Of my domain So I can feel safe when I'm goin' off that uzi manne Go low mass Suburban, uh Go low mass and Impala, nuh I can brag for days But because you nosie hoes I'm stoppin' uh Bitch rest rest Out there finna crash like a lunatic Is it to them bitch If finna get em' Tricks with cataract Head back to bisac have they take him to woods Them goose ate his body The body's no good I would let that boy go But the hoe just make me sick Sick sick like a mad man When the woofers start blastin' Here yee, here yee don't you see I got that Three 6 Mafia here Were deeper than your faculty [Chorus 4X] Sportin jewelry and the syndicate We rollin' hard Cause ain't nothin' but the money flow in this camp I gotta get it While the gettin' is good Yeah, you know the motto bitch Out to set that chedder Cause it's better when you havin' shit Dollar signs is on my mind Look into my fuckin' eyes Gettin' you hypnotized Lettin' you know that Prophet is on the rise Why you fantasizin' Visualize me as you mrs. I'm somewhere on that mowett And smokin' blunts Is how I kick it So niggas recognize that in this here niggas So don't you see Comin' hard as thunder Ready to rumble What's it gonna be Come on a journey On to the world Or do you know about where the nigga be hearin' This house of Scarecrow make headin' to make it back home in the 21st century We niggas keep letchin' the duration The Three 6 (??) I punish Your facin' the ready to place the grace behave We leavin' no traces Were paperchasin' Don't maybe get to rockin' Whit this motherfuckin' stock and facin' to the stock And open seseme my forty thieves done a chop Know what they croppin' When we ride grand larceny tonight You best be slidin' through Three 6 murderers Creep form the black side I got this plan This plan to rob a man Tell him we got plenty of white Get a nigga a key of sand Take his fuckin' cheese Count them g's Then go overseas To them damn Columbians make them drop it off Say nigga please Back to the hood With them good From my niggas dope Nothin' but the pure And that chronic that'll make you choke I'm stugglin' in that paperchase From day to day All in the crime For you niggas snitchin' Proppin' dimes I'm takin' care of mine [Chorus 4X] --- Money Flow - Three 6 Mafia