Cash Flow

Got a cash flow
I rap pure money
No doubt, never runnin out
Got a cash flow
I rap pure money
La, la, la

Yo it's a bank job
Put ya hands up
Start stuffing the money in the bag n let me add it up
1, 2, 3, 4
Make money make money make some more

Yens, euros, rupees and bahts, 
People slipping me the tenners I'm telling you its an art
So don't start I cant stop
when that money go pop 
Yo pull the car round the front, I hear da sound of the cops

cnd put
Some in the bag
Some in the box
Some in the briefcase
Stacking it up
Never too much
King of the paper chase
King of the paper chase
The ace of spades
I make in minute more than yaaa all make in a day

Bills, Chuck em
Fines, fuck em 
No money in the bucket then look here its in the oven 
Couple of hundy up in the banana stand 
cnd always more coming 
But who really cares when you rap pure money

Got a cash flow
I rap pure money
No doubt, never runnin out
Got a cash flow
I rap pure money
La, la, la
Got a cash flow
I rap pure money
No doubt, never runnin out
Got a cash flow
I rap pure money
La, la, la

I gotta get the cash yeah
Doller every minute
Pounds in our bank got a quid in every lyric
Come on come on gimmie money and them hunnies it's a given
Back pockets fat
Richie rich of the rhythm
Ooooo

It's a given when I'm spitting there'll be flames in the hole
I make it rain when I'm rapping you rappers are on the dole
I'm lyrically gold medallist melody ice cold
Bar for bar platinum man with the cash flow

cnd a house made of Diamond
Just bought my 4th Island 
Ruby on the forehead
I'm such a wise man
Nice tan
Threads are ice cold
I'm vibing away
So gimmie the cash when my hits the page

There's never a day I don't make no papes
There no debate I make money and I aint no fake
I wont wait nah man til I get that cake
So put the box in the bag put the bag in the briefcase

Got a cash flow
I rap pure money
No doubt, never runnin out
Got a cash flow
I rap pure money
La, la, la
Got a cash flow
I rap pure money
No doubt, never runnin out
Got a cash flow
I rap pure money
La, la, la

Hey, hey
There's money on the way
The summers looking sunny and there's honey on the plate
Magic cash keeps comin and I'm runnin on the lake
cyo buddy yo you better make way