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Max B lyrics : "Mo Flow"

[Skeme:]
Look, more flow than a little bit
^!$$%s is more dough than a little bit %#@!

More flow than a little bit,
^!$$%s is get more dough than a little bit
I've been in and out of state ^!$$% is even round and here

^!$$% you ain't even gotta play
Get a... up, if life is a (*##$ I get a...
'cause I'm $#&@ing that quick only difference is I ain't even ducking that (*##$

You can't $#&@ with me, hey ^!$$% you know what's up with me
(*##$ couldnt' even get a part from me
And these hoes... $#&@ing free

So pimp pimp a ride, I'm trying to figure how to liquor the dight
Like real ^!$$% %#@! I lick the day
Whether bar is deff on the brick to yey

Still talking this trap %#@!,
^!$$%s just talking that rap %#@!
Well my black clips, we brother malcom that black %#@!

Black fist, pop pop, cold flow ^!$$% bar bar
Chris cross in that clip dog
(*##$ like I make you ^!$$% chop chop

Ah, on my one two, ^!$$% all the hoes that I run through
REAL deserve to see 'cause I've been through hell
Like men what the hell, at least I deserve to see L

Talking five hundred, your #~!!@ ain't good to the five run it
Track me never thought like pimp see no,
P no, prize you, my sweet dough, all my see no,

All my sweet dough when I toast the glass with the three hoes,
Three hoes, yeah ^!$$% you know I'ma need those,
Word up to my... I got dick want it (*##$es like DO

Lifestyles and I'm almost famous,
So close I can damn that taste it,
And revenge is sweet all my clothes expensive get talk as she

I need a palms on the B, listen all the parts like %#@!,
I go wrong on the beat and scratch it the dub pull bars on the B
Like an animal what a can of dough,

CP3 with a hand of bro, I dare one for the three so three
In this SOX ^!$$% wait too deep, he's no me ^!$$%, he's too sweet
Never see me ^!$$% I'm G, we just act ^!$$% we no speak

Unless you talk money ^!$$% me no speak, like silent my style no style is
So violent, I'm fly %#@! with no pilot, this pure here I come try it
I goes up, leave it all on the base little dog back back

Lil dog need space the crew is here is a new year
The flow let em know the %#@! they say


Mo flow, more dough, new year, more hoes, more hoes, more hoes, more hoes

[Iggy Azalea:]

Take a break skin let a man to do it
And if the start of my flame let's my to flew it
Spin hard to dru I need a (*##$ that I had to stew it

At least I'm in whole like a rubics
... to prove it, let us think in the head I'm not to prove it
Ain't trying be a G 'cause easy do it

Coby in the fought %#@! shoot it,
Simple metaphor I rap for my dogs for... rap (*##$ your casket on the clothes
Like wards get the %#@! dissolved,

But I don't mean no gangsta %#@!, now keep it red if you're trying to go,
They ain't told you I'm a soldier boy, I'm Superman that hoe,
Got city keeping first so I do that,

The rest will prosper now the game gotta a root back the thing be a breeze
You're saying no, no who that
Hungry in raps what a food that

At the top before you can think
This game girl I rule, I got them more than ink
Frame for the brain, for the fame, for the change, for the pain, for the frame colder

Frame for the brain, for the flame... like that's some yoga
And a juzz of money, money comes to the money so react I can't stop hold up
Trip for the flow, when I spit it so nasty ugly ogar


Mo flow, more dough, new year, more hoes, more hoes, more hoes, more hoes

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