' hoes Let the money flow Don't you know, how the money flow? Don't you know, how the money flow? Don't you know, how the money flow? Don't you know,
hoes Let the money flow [Chorus:] Don't you know, how the money flow Don't you know, how the money flow Don't you know, how the money flow Don't you
Vertaling: Doen of sterf. Geld Flow (feat. Tung Twista).
Vertaling: Doen of sterf. Geld Flow.
Let the money flow [Chorus:] Don't you know, how the money flow Don't you know, how the money flow Don't you know, how the money flow Don't you know
money, fuck the world, that's adultery You full of shit, you close your mouth and let you ass talk Young Money eatin', all you haters do is add salt
's right) See it's a lot of them but it's more of us Still got cash to blow, raps that flow Still them cats that know, pack ya flow That's fo' sho',
a nigga say, 'Rewind that' Niggaz know, we go against the Harlem Jigalo Getcha hoe, lick her low, make the bitch, hit the do' I represent honies with money
Tryin' to be the man if the Lord be my witness Do my tennis with the walk sign for my physical fitness 16's sicker than all signed flows, it's ridiculous
forever But as long as it's here then we might as well shine together Better now than never, business before pleasure P. Diddy and the Fam, who you know do
at? Where my bitches is at? We got the real live shit Fuck y'all niggaz wanna do It's all fucked up now What I'ma do now, huh? What I'ma do now? It'
of a movie starrin me, so far Chorus: repeat 2X Do you know where you're goin to? Do you like the things that life is showing you? Where are you going to? Do
What it do, do What it do What it do What it do baby girl Get on the dance floor Will you put your drink down Come and dance with me What it do baby
(That's right) See it's a lot of them, but it's more of us Still got cash to blow, raps that flow Still them cats that know, pack ya flow That's fo'
my 87 jeans That's nothing Got the mother fucker on six That's nothing .. mother fuckers don't like it do something The only way to live CTE or nothing
right above it We on It's Young Money, motherfucker If you ain't runnin' wit it, run from it, motherfucker, All right Now somebody show some money
this, the nigga that you didn't think could do break through with the rhythm that'll rock your whole crew Thought you knew; I ain't no punk or no pooh
the right moves and forget about sleep concentrate on the paper chase, Join the elite Few dun got mad cash and money to spend Money to straight blow and money
