Money Flow lyrics

Artist  : Do Or Die 
Song : Money Flow



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[Featuring Tung Twista]
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
Verse One: Tung Twista
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
Chorus:
Don't you know, how the
money flow
Don't you know, how the money
flow
Verse Two: Belo
Mmmm, 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 pantses 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 sprawlways
Herd a
couple hoes in clothes and I'm supposed to be all
day
Parley parley, dog that's how the money
flow
Chorus:
Don't you know, how the money
flow
Don't you know, how we do it in the
'O
Don't you know
Verse Three:
AK-47
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 where) to the
pen
And to tell all my niggaz to keep it
strong
They ain't got long (to what) to
see
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
Chorus:
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
Verse Four: Nard
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
flexless, 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?
Chorus:
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