Now for some typical I'm rollin' up some and pattin' my back seat, hah My lyrical tactics Is like a dirty kid on a mattress Now this
Now I just be on the front porch with a torch, to scorch Two peepin' me 'cause really I'm gone In the zone they thoughts of freakin' me me company bumpin' me for the privacy, I'm on
They can see I'm a cool muhfucka kickin' the Down with a tango on my fade Peanut butter complexion to silly Of bitties a sack got some reefers and a razor blade
Like a game of Spades, the bullshit These was made for me to devise strictly games that paid freakin' me greedy lickin' me doin' body graffiti Throwin' they panties up on the stage, are you up on the
Two players in the Chi, you're Do Or Die You and I can be 'Cause I'm the that you've been thinkin' of The style of is a vocal calico To you with the mic I be speakin' love the words, weak and numb
Go to my crib, no need to bring a mask and 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 and then crack the spot
Plenty Henny for my crew and I ain't even broke up a knot Keep on me while I roll to be we can smoke or ride And you can play with me to the passion hot Don't you know how the money
Don't you know, how the money Don't you know, how the money
Mmm, now they peep a brother Try and get race car, on the skin tech Money clean like Givin' up the ave like a gonna pass but the hoe check
Hoe flex, I'm on the avenue, lay it back sip a a brew So I see if I can a fruit A peep show like the hoe she thinkin' 'bout me havin' you She laughin' too and a few, beads around
Smokin' till the leaves come down She be clothed ain't a skeezer now, 'em the paper be caught up at your crib with your panties down But money maker want a take Look at the nigga with the endless dividends of
See him ridin' in the C A, D I, L, A C Always paper in tall ways Pull 'em off the ways Herd a couple hoes in and I'm supposed to be all day parley, dog that's how the money flow
Don't you know, how the money you know, how we do it in the 'O? Don't you
Bend the block with the indo, out my window Rolex on my side do', lean back in the slow Gettin' as the night go I see some fly hoe, tell me you crib at Where's the place you live at?
Hit you on the till you be all alone So we can get it on baby kick back Swiggin' and Perrier Thick with a booty like a plizayer do AK to the pen (To where)
And to tell all my to keep it strong They ain't got to see (To what) Where the niggaz is kick it where a nigga it Go where I go Cadillac to the
Po pimp fuck the dough hit the stage and become Get the money and out, go back to the hideout a woman to the bed and spread them thighs out I'ma my surprise out
Then my boys was flyin' out but two girls were Deep in Chicago been doin' this since the Comin' up put a on fryin' hoes Let the money
Don't you know, how the flow? Don't you know, how the flow? you know, how the money flow? you know, how we do it in the 'O?
Now for some typical reason, I'm rollin' up a hoe And I'm my back seat I pimp lyrical tactics a dirty kid flippin' on a mat Never could I flex less when I wreck shit
Then be dip the Chi and enjoy my Lexus Better when you bob your head to the fed shit Why you for the next kid, motherfucker Makin' money just wanted to take a little get the wet
Get my in bed Spend my in the Southern, motherfuckers That's But I'ma come from the heart for
To stop all the niggaz the bigger the trigger the the dividends Pimpin' and leavin' sugar in Till flow like 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 money you know, how we do it in the 'O?