Money Flow Lyrics - Picture This 2 - Do Or Die

Now for some typical reason 

I'm rollin' up some hoes and pattin' my back seat, hah 

My pimpin' lyrical tactics 

Is like a dirty kid flippin' on a mattress 

Now flex this 

Now I just be on the front porch with a torch, ready to scorch 

Two women peepin' me 'cause really I'm gone 

In the zone they havin' thoughts of freakin' me 

Keepin' me company bumpin' me for the privacy, I'm on 

They can see I'm a cool muhfucka kickin' the petty 

Down with a tango on my razor fade 

Peanut butter complexion to silly processions 

Of bitties a fifty sack got some reefers and a razor blade 

Like a game of Spades, crack the bullshit 

These days was made for me to devise strictly games that paid 

Women freakin' me greedy lickin' me doin' body graffiti 

Throwin' they panties up on the stage, are you up on the age? 

Two players in the Chi, you're thinkin' Do Or Die 

You and I can be naked 

'Cause I'm the love that you've been thinkin' of 

The style of flow is a vocal calico 

To show you with the mic I be speakin' love 

What's the words, weak and numb 

Go to my crib, no need to bring a mask and glock 

Try not to pass the block, gettin' more hot than the astronauts 

Sippin' after shock I ball 'cause I see you all on Rap-a-Lot 

Let's get parley and then crack the spot 

Plenty 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 ride 

And you can play with me to keep the passion hot 

Don't you know how the money flow 

Don't you know, how the money flow 

Don't you know, how the money flow 

Mmm, now they peep a brother Rolex 

Try and get race car, heavy on the skin tech 

Money clean like Windex 

Givin' up the ave like a brother gonna pass but the hoe check 

Hoe flex, I'm on the avenue, lay it back sip a half a brew 

So I see if I can have a fruit 

A peep show like the hoe when she thinkin' 'bout me havin' you 

She laughin' too and pass a few, beads around 

Smokin' trees till the leaves come down 

She be clothed ain't a skeezer now, show 'em the paper 

That be caught up at your crib with your panties down 

But money maker want a triple take 

Look at the nigga with the endless dividends of heavyweight 

See him ridin' in the C A, D I, double L, A C 

Always checkin' paper in tall ways 

Pull 'em off the sprawl ways 

Herd a couple hoes in clothes and I'm supposed to be all day 

Parley parley, dog that's how the money flow 

Don't you know, how the money flow? 

Don't you know, how we do it in the 'O? 

Don't you know? 

Bend the block with the indo, blowin' out my window 

Rolex on my side do', lean back in the slow flow 

Gettin' paid as the night go 

I see some fly hoe, tell me where you crib at 

Where's the place that you live at? 

Hit you on the phone till you be all alone 

So we can get it on baby just kick back 

Swiggin' brews and Perrier 

Thick chick with a booty like a plizayer do 

AK to the pen 

(To where) 

And to tell all my niggaz to keep it strong 

They ain't got long to see 

(To what) 

Where the niggaz is kick it where a nigga kick it 

Go where I go Cadillac to the show 

Po pimp fuck the dough hit the stage and become wicked 

Get the money and ride out, go back to the hideout 

Take a woman to the bed and spread them thighs out 

I'ma pull my surprise out 

Then my boys was flyin' out but two girls were chasin' 

Deep in Chicago been doin' this since the nine-oh 

Comin' up put a number on fryin' hoes 

Let the money flow 

Don't you know, how the money flow? 

Don't you know, how the money flow? 

Don't you know, how the money flow? 

Don't you know, how we do it in the 'O? 

Now for some typical reason, I'm rollin' up with a hoe 

And I'm pattin' my back seat 

I pimp lyrical tactics like a dirty kid flippin' on a mat 

Never could I come flex less when I wreck shit 

Then be dip through the Chi and enjoy my Lexus 

Better blow when you bob your head to the fed shit 

Why you waitin' for the next kid, motherfucker 

Makin' money just wanted to take a little get the dick wet 

Get my girl in bed 

Spend my money in the Southern, motherfuckers 

That's thuggerin' 

But I'ma come from the heart for start 

To stop all the niggaz the bigger the trigger the larger the dividends 

Pimpin' and paperin' leavin' sugar in 

Till money flow like a dreamland 

But really though, could you tell me how the money flow? 

Don't you know, how the money flow? 

Don't you know, how we do it in the 'O? 

Don't you know, how the money flow? 

Don't you know, how we do it in the 'O?