Let It Flow

Lyrics

(*talking*)
 Uh-oh (uh-oh), uh-oh (uh-oh)
 What's happ'n (what's up), ha look out
 (look out) come on (come on) let's do this here
 (let's do it baby) everybody throw your hands up
 Come on, everybody catch the flo' (come on)
 It's going down up in here (going down up in here)
 Ok, Chopper City, hot girl Wyndi
 (Gar)
 This is the club scene, where them ballas at
 Chicken sweating you threatin', mo' getting VIP we setting
 We taking care of the whole section, with liquor
 Marijuana smoke in the back, where Gar be at
 Big trucks on 22's, loud sounds with screens
 Who up in there, that got them chickens fixing they hair
 And getting naked full of Cristal, that's the lifestyle
 So I hit the club, with a pocket full of Lifestyles
 Ooh shorty getting wild, now put your hands in the air
 While you do that dance, and let me get behind you
 While you in front of my man, in front of your man
 Chill gun on my waist, with a blunt in my hand
 We spending a grand on Bubbly, round for round
 That's how the Chopper City mob, get down
 Hydro in the bottle, with the yellow wrapper
 And you playas better, hold your broads
 Cause these boys, will snatch her
 (Hook: Wyndi - 2x)
 Party's gon be bumping
 Playas gon be stomping
 Get your ass on the dance floor
 And let Moet, and Cristal flow
 (Sniper)
 I know you know of me, Sniper playa baby
 I hold it down full of Mo' and Crown, it make the kid move
 Quick, too much Vodka make me nervous bad
 I'm popping bottles every hour, making Erkles mad
 I left the scene, swerved past in a purple Jag
 You heard of trap, ladies love me you perverted fags
 I rock the house like it's church, yeah I love the Lord
 Play with my team, Chopper City it's gon be murder mass you heard me
 Know you love the way that gangstas play it, we drank and blazing
 Till ancient ages, this ain't for babies
 So ease your nerves, play your girl like she easing surf
 Cause chill what's beneath my shirt, have you bleeding syrup
 I ain't tripping if you need that work, Sniper pull up in a Viper
 With a rifle, that'll mean your smirk
 Flows make my people lean, and twerk
 I hit the track and beat it up like Ike and Tina Turner, it's Chopper City man
 (Hook - 2x)
 (Hakim)
 Now y'all already know, Uptown in here
 I got my seventeen rounds in ya, we blowing pounds in ya
 And you know, where I'm found in here
 Last week they had a body, left found in here
 And with the drank getting smoked, the bottles is popping
 We ain't even make it to the party, and girls jocking
 It's Hakizzle, you know the name girl
 Just write your number down, and I'll give you a ring girl
 I don't mean, to snatch your chicks playa
 But the bar need chips playa, look at my wrist playa
 The hood call me, Young Neno
 Cause I'm quick to snatch your senorita, or hit the block with a kilo
 Calm down homeboy, you messing up my groove
 Yeah iight you smoking, give me a Kool
 We stunt round year, ride in convertibles
 Them Chopper City dudes'll murder you, holla back Kizzle
 (Hook - 2x)
 (B.G.)
 Me and my click at the scene, straight tearing it down
 Ball till we fall, believe we laying it down
 The party off the hook, when Chopper City arrive
 Thugging popping bottles, until the sun rise
 It's going down, it's going dizzle, it's going diggity
 We from Uptown, off the hizzle off the higgity
 I know you feeling me fa shiggity, Baby Gizzle
 Baby Geezie, Baby Gangsta popping pistols
 I'll flip you, straight switch you four nickel
 With me, I won't miss you I got the pistol
 Hoes jocking niggas hating, can't take us
 Can't fade us, we ball just like the Lakers
 I'm off the hinges, off the chain respect the game
 The number one Hot Boy, ain't nothing changed
 I'm thugged out getting twisted, bucking hard
 Tearing the roof off, the party jumping hard
 (Hook - 2x)
 (*talking*)
 Now there you have it, it's Chopper City's finest
 You heard me, T. Smooth on the track
 (you gotta let it flow, let it flow, you gotta let it flow)

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Song Details

Duration
04:45
Key
9
Tempo
96 BPM

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