Indigo Flow Lyrics - Three Dollar Bill Y'all - Limp Bizkit

{Yo, what up? 

Got Christian and Dino in the house 

Fear Factory action 

Kick off this new joint here, for all my homies} 

Separating the true breeds 

My friends and my family 

Had the vision when the bounds now it's blowin' up 

Props to the field dog 

With the funk through the campaign 

Gold records and champaign 

Everlast for the tour on St. Patty's 

Chino, man we had a blast with ya Deftones 

Rock that microphones daily 

Props to the maestro 

Ross you're an angel 

Hey DJ wanna play that song 

Lethal we love you like a brother 

Wanna take a trip to the flip side Jordan 

Nothing more then I could say 

See ya walking hand in hand with the Prophet 

Danny, you took us to that fat man 

Harry, Tyler props for the golden introduction 

We're coming from the town of the unknown 

Jacksonville's on the map 

Look us up 

Raisin' eyebrows with the jaguar's kid 

Better watch out 

Line 'em up cheetah 

(Indigo) 

Yo Richard, Rob and Chuck 

(Indigo) 

Hook it up 

When I walk out on stage 

All headaches go away 

Got the back from the sickest road crew 

Chris and Bobby for sticking to it 

Sugar Ray, taught me life was all about drinkin' 

Bow wow yippee yo yippee yea 

To the funk doobi thanks for showin' up 

All my brothers in Korn I love you 

Dad and Momma, I'm comin' home 

What up to my girl Sage 

Shawn, Teddy Swoze 

Indigo Ranch alive with the vibe 

(Indigo) 

Grun Dig 

Danny at the milk bar 

Terry Parker you know what's up 

(Indigo) 

Dialed into the planet 

And God I love you