DO OR DIE - Money Flow lyrics

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Now for some typical reason<br>I'm rollin up some hoes, and pattin my back seat, hah<br>My pimpin lyrical tactics, is like a dirty kid flippin on a mattress<br>Now flex this<br><br>Verse one: tung twista<br><br>Now I just be<br>On the front porch, with a torch, ready to scorch<br>Two women peepin me cause really I'm gone<br>In the zone they havin thoughts of freakin me<br>Keepin me company bumpin me for the privacy I'm on<br>They can see I'm a cool muhfucka kickin the petty<br>Down with a tango on my razor fade<br>Peanut butter complexion to silly processions<br>Of bitties a fifty sack got some reefers and a razor blade<br>Like a game of spades, crack the bullshit<br>These days was made for me to devise strictly games that paid<br>Women freakin me greedy lickin me doin body graffiti<br>Throwin they panties up on the stage, are you up on the age? <br>Two players in the chi, you're thinkin do or die<br>You and I can be naked cause I'm the love that you've been thinkin of<br>The style of flow is a vocal calico<br>To show you with the mic I be speakin love, what's the words, weak and numb<br>Go to my crib, no need to bring a mask and glock<br>Try not to pass the block, gettin more hot than the astronauts<br>Sippin after shock<br>I ball cause I see you all on rap-a-lot<br>Let's get parley and then crack the spot<br>Plenty henny for my crew and I ain't even broke up half a knot<br>Keep on holdin me while I roll to be we can smoke or ride<br>And you can play with me to keep the passion hot<br>Don't you know how the money flow<br><br>Chorus:<br><br>Don't you know, how the money flow<br>Don't you know, how the money flow<br><br>Verse two: belo<br><br>Mmmm, now they peep a brother rolex<br>Try and get race car, heavy on the skin tech<br>Money clean like windex<br>Givin up the ave like a brother gonna pass, but the hoe check<br>Hoe flex I'm on the avenue, lay it back sip a half a brew<br>So I see if I can have a fruit<br>A peep show like the hoe when she thinkin bout me havin you<br>She laughin too, and pass a few, beads around<br>Smokin trees till the leaves come down<br>She be clothed ain't a skeezer now, show em the paper<br>That be caught up at your crib with your pantses down<br>But money maker want a triple take<br>Look at the nigga with the endless dividends of heavyweight<br>See him ridin in the c-a, d-i, double-l, a-c<br>Always checkin paper in tall ways<br>Pull em off the sprawlways<br>Herd a couple hoes in clothes and I'm supposed to be all day<br>Parley parley, dog that's how the money flow<br><br>Chorus:<br><br>Don't you know, how the money flow<br>Don't you know, how we do it in the 'o<br>Don't you know<br><br>Verse three: ak-47<br><br>Bend the block with the indo, blowin out my window<br>Rolex on my side do', lean back in the slow flow<br>Gettin paid as the night go<br>I see some fly hoe, tell me where you crib at<br>Where's the place that you live at? <br>Hit you on the phone till you be all alone<br>So we can get it on baby just kick back<br>Swiggin brews and perrier<br>Thick chick with a booty like a plizayer do<br>Ak (to where) to the pen<br>And to tell all my niggaz to keep it strong<br>They ain't got long (to what) to see<br>Where the niggaz is kick it where a nigga kick it<br>Go where I go cadillac to the show<br>Po pimp fuck the dough hit the stage and become wicked<br>Get the money and ride out, go back to the hideout<br>Take a woman to the bed and spread them thighs out<br>I'ma pull my surprise out<br>Then my boys was flyin out, but two girls were chasin<br>Deep in chicago, been doin this since the nine-oh<br>Comin up put a number on fryin hoes<br>Let the money flow<br><br>Chorus:<br><br>Don't you know, how the money flow<br>Don't you know, how the money flow<br>Don't you know, how the money flow<br>Don't you know, how we do it in the 'o<br><br>Verse four: nard<br><br>Now for some typical reason I'm rollin up with a hoe<br>And I'm pattin my back seat<br>I pimp lyrical tactics like a dirty kid flippin on a mat<br>Never could I come flexless, when I wreck shit<br>Then be dip through the chi and enjoy my lexus<br>Better blow when you bob your head, to the fed shit<br>Why you waitin for the next kid, motherfucker<br>Makin money just wanted to take a little get the dick wet<br>Get my girl in bed<br>Spend my money in the southern, motherfuckers<br>That's thuggerin, but i'ma come from the heart for start<br>To stop all the niggaz the bigger the trigger the larger the dividends<br>Pimpin and paperin leavin sugar in<br>Till money flow like a dreamland<br>But really though, could you tell me how the money flow? <br><br>Chorus:<br><br>Don't you know, how the money flow<br>Don't you know, how we do it in the 'o<br>Don't you know, how the money flow<br>Don't you know, how we do it in the 'o