Bravehearts Cash Flow Lyrics

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 fuck 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 ass up
How we do thangs, you'll
get yo' ass 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 bitches and my niggas hold on
I know I'm getting
high, I fuck a bitch 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 nigga, stomp a
nigga 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 ass smile upside
down

[Chorus]
First a studio, then a video, then we do a
show
Count my cash flow
Then I fuck 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 bitches
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
Nigga, I empty out on yo bitch ass
You'll be dead so fast shit
push back
Cause life aint shit but bitches end millions
Good investments
like acres and buildings
Lil Shortys in tha hood raisin them
children
Baby dad locked up or somebody killed 'em
Fa real yo, it's crazy
yo', drama all day yo
My niggas in prison wanna hear me on tha radio
Cause
where I'm from yo, life aint 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 fuck 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 ?
Fuck them handcuffs the cops can't touch us
A
fourty-five, they got accurate aim
If you aint in my game take a bullet to
tha brain
Shit, nobody cares, life aint 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 niggas,yo they let
them things ring
And we right, straight right through yall
niggas
Snatchin dat paper, & you know we snatch a couple bitches
right

[Chorus]
First a studio, then a video, then we do a
show
Count my cash flow
Then I fuck 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