B.G. - Let It Flow lyrics

rate me

[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)