Now for typical reason I'm rollin' up some hoes and pattin' my seat, hah My lyrical tactics Is like a kid flippin' on a mattress Now this
Now I just be on the front porch with a torch, to scorch Two women peepin' me 'cause I'm gone In the they havin' thoughts of freakin' me Keepin' me company me for the privacy, I'm on
They can see I'm a muhfucka kickin' the petty Down with a on my razor fade Peanut butter to silly processions Of bitties a fifty sack got reefers and a razor blade
a game of Spades, crack the bullshit These was made for me to devise strictly games that paid freakin' me greedy lickin' me doin' body graffiti Throwin' panties up on the stage, are you up on the age?
Two players in the Chi, thinkin' Do Or Die You and I can be 'Cause I'm the love that been thinkin' of The style of is a vocal calico To show you with the mic I be speakin' What's the words, and numb
Go to my crib, no need to a mask and glock Try not to pass the block, gettin' more hot the astronauts Sippin' after I ball 'cause I see you all on Rap-a-Lot Let's get parley and then crack the
Henny for my crew and I ain't even broke up half a knot Keep on holdin' me while I roll to be we can smoke or And you can play with me to keep the hot Don't you how the money flow
you know, how the money flow Don't you know, how the flow
Mmm, now they peep a brother Try and get car, heavy on the skin tech Money clean Windex Givin' up the ave like a brother gonna but the hoe check
Hoe flex, I'm on the avenue, lay it sip a half a brew So I see if I can a fruit A peep show like the hoe when she thinkin' 'bout me you She laughin' too and pass a few, beads
Smokin' trees till the come down She be clothed ain't a skeezer now, show 'em the be caught up at your crib with your panties down But money maker want a take Look at the nigga with the endless of heavyweight
See him in the C A, D I, double L, A C Always checkin' in tall ways 'em off the sprawl ways Herd a couple in clothes and I'm supposed to be all day Parley parley, dog that's how the flow
Don't you know, how the flow? you know, how we do it in the 'O? Don't you
the block with the indo, blowin' out my window Rolex on my side do', back in the slow flow Gettin' as the night go I see some fly hoe, tell me you crib at the place that you live at?
Hit you on the till you be all alone So we can get it on baby kick back Swiggin' brews and Thick chick with a booty a plizayer do AK to the pen (To where)
And to tell all my niggaz to it strong They ain't got to see (To what) Where the is kick it where a nigga kick it Go I go Cadillac to the show
Po pimp the dough hit the stage and become wicked Get the money and ride out, go to the hideout Take a woman to the bed and them thighs out I'ma pull my out
my boys was flyin' out but two girls were chasin' Deep in Chicago been doin' this the nine-oh Comin' up put a number on hoes Let the flow
Don't you know, how the money Don't you know, how the flow? Don't you know, how the money you know, how we do it in the 'O?
Now for some reason, I'm rollin' up with a hoe And I'm my back seat I pimp lyrical like a dirty kid flippin' on a mat Never could I come flex less I wreck shit
Then be dip through the Chi and enjoy my Better blow when you bob your head to the fed Why you waitin' for the kid, motherfucker Makin' money just wanted to take a get the dick wet
Get my in bed my money in the Southern, motherfuckers That's But I'ma come from the for start
To stop all the niggaz the the trigger the larger the dividends and paperin' leavin' sugar in Till money flow a dreamland But really though, could you tell me how the money
Don't you know, how the flow? you know, how we do it in the 'O? Don't you know, how the flow? you know, how we do it in the 'O?