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cdot honcho - miami flow lyrics

c-d-o-t man
honcho gang sh-t, you already how know i be coming man
aye, aye, aye, aye
honcho, honcho, honcho, honcho
aye

hoes know i got cash
walked in a louis store and i dropped a bag on a bag
little sh-t for my b-tch, matter sh-t
ain’t sh-t for these hoes drop a bag on a cab, aye
honcho gang b-tch, i’m a skinny rich n-gga
i’ll fight drop a tab on his dreads
(?) n-ggas put his hands on his -ss
when we empty that put a flame to the gas
run through with that cause a b-tch so fat
tell a b-tch bring her friend with a -ss
run through with that put my hands in the cash
i be running through a sack i ain’t never through with that
balmain jeans all back by a rack
i [?] all back with a rack
honcho gang b-tch tell ‘em where we trapping at
with them twiz let that b-tch go ‘baddap’

fifty more stacks tell them b-tches copycats
let a n-gga tweak can’t get him off of that
smoking all gang [?] on a flag
i’m a pull up in the jeep like [?]
b-tches outta here i ain’t seen none of that
do they make all the flip i see acrobat
help a n-gga out as he try to face [?]
don’t play with me you gotta leave out of that

n-ggas get a 40 cal squeeze out of that
headshot he ain’t got them knees after that
after that sh-t ain’t the f-ck coming back
he ain’t tryna catch bullets he ain’t f-ck running back
if it ain’t gas i ain’t tryna f-ck with that
if it ain’t making me no cash don’t bring this sh-t up
come into the lobby i send a b-tch up
if a n-gga got a problem we’ll send his b-tch up, b-tch

you ain’t got no money but your -ss burnt up [?]
might [?] b-tch at
eight hundred more better get your kicks up
he ain’t [?] be tryna d-ck suck
new day new money got to switch up
ten hoes all this week gotta f-ck som’n
aye b-tch sleep all week i’m hustlin
b-tch say she love [?] keep sucking
a tch only here cause a n-gga be buzzing
mark over the [?] knee capping
once it let off that [?] keep bussing
[?] b-tch i might k!ll that b-tch sister
and slap that [?] pistol in the arm of the other
b-tches be on me cause all of this money
but i don’t know why cause they f-cking for nothing

walk with that money drop hundreds for nothing
b-tches they hate me i’m f-cking they cousin
n-ggas they hate me cause all of this money
they don’t wanna try me cause i got this [?]
pull up and i put it on your tummy
i let you pull up and hop out the audi
you wanna pull up and hop out a [?]
i’m living good n-gga i’m eating steak

b-tch, honcho gang sh-t b-tch
y’all motherf-ckers doing man
aye, aye
honcho, honcho, honcho, honcho
aye, aye

smoking don’t give a f-ck bout the doctor
hoes give a f-ck bout them operas
i pull up in the stupidest sh-t
tell that b-tch get that d-ck with a mop up
man that b-tch is the stupidest b-tch
stupid b-tch is going to war with osama
man rouse this crazy -ss drama
gotta [?] aye
[?] rasta aye
open up n-ggas i’m a doctor, aye
40 cal heavyweight boxer aye
40 cal [?]
if he can see he can drop dead
i ain’t heard about him cause i dropped
[?] cause i ate the cake
and if you went to varsity [?] b-tch

c-d-o-t man, honcho gang sh-t

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