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    Money Flow

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    Добавлена 20 февраля 2008 пользователем AND1

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    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, afterwards we can uh
    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
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