Money Flow

(N.A.R.D.S., talking)

Now for some typical reason, I'm rollin' up on some ho's

And pattin' my back seat, haha, my pimp lyrical tactics

Just like a dirty kid flippin' on a matress

Now flex this...

(Verse 1, Twista)

Now I just be

On the front porch, with the torch, ready to scorch

Two women peepin me, cuz frequently I'm gone

In the zone, they havin' thoughts of freakin' me

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

They can see I'm a cool muh-fucka, kickin' it Pelle'd

Down with the Kangol on my razor fade

Peanut butter complexion, two silly processions

Two Phillie's, a fifty sack of some reefers, and a razor blade

Like a game of Spades, cut the bullshit

These days was made, for me 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?

The players in the Chi, Twista and Do Or Die

You not gon' relate if you vibin' on the shit I'm thinkin' up

The style of flow is a vocal calico

To show you with the mic I be speakin' of, afterwards we can uhh...

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

Try not to pass the block, gettin' more high than a astronaut

Sippin' After Shock

I ball cuz of C-Wall and Rap-a-Lot

Let's keep partyin' to crash the spot

Plenty Henny for my crew, and I ain't even broke up half a knot

Keep on holdin' me, while I roll a B, we can "Smoke and Ride"

And you can play with me to keep the passion hot

Don't you know how the money flow?

(Hook)

Don't you know, how the money flow

Don't you know, how the money flow

(Verse 2, Belo)

Mmmm, now they peep a brother Rolex

Fine gear, fresh car, heavy on the skin tech

Money clean like Windex

Givin' up the Ave. like a brother gonna pass up the "Ho Check"?

Ho flexin' on the avenue, laid back sippin' a half a brew

So I see if I can have a fruit

A creep show acts a ho, when she thinkin bout me havin you

She laughin' too, and pass a few, B's around

Smokin trees til' the leaves come down

Should be callin' dame skeezer now, show em the paper

They be caught up at your crib with they pants'es 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, bumpin' A-C, always

Stackin' paper in tall ways

Pull 'em off the small ways

Waitin' for the ho's in clothes, and I'm supposed to be, all day

Parlay, parlay, in the door, that's how the money flow

(Hook)

Don't you know, how the money flow

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

Don't you know...

(Verse 3, AK)

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

Rolex on my side door, laid back in the slow flow

Gettin' paid as the night go

I see some fly ho, tell me where you crib at?

Where's the place we can get back?

Hit you on the phone, see if you all alone

So we can get it on, baby just kick back

Swiggin' brews and Perregnon

Thick chick with D magazines, bangin'

AK (to where) to the pen

And to tell all my niggas to keep it strong

They ain't got long (to what) to see

Where the niggas seein kick it where a nigga kick it

But 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 hide-out

Take a woman to the bed and spread them thighs out

I'mma pull my surprise out

Then my boys just slide out, but two girls were chasin'

Gettin' paid in Chicago, been doin' this since the nine-oh

Comin' up, put it up, on fine ho's

Let the money flow

(Hook)

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 4, N.A.R.D.S)

Now for some typical reason I'm rollin up with ho's

And I'm pattin' my back seat

I pimp lyrical tactics, just like a dirty kid flippin on a mattress

Never could I come flexless, when I wreck shit

Then We dip through the Chi, in a truck like a Lexus

Rollin' blunts, while ya bobbin' ya head to the censorship

While you waitin' for the next hit

Motherfucka makin' money just wanted to take a look at the Mid-West

Put my color in

Spend my money in the Souther-an

Motherfuckas steady stutterin', but I'mma come from the heart for start

To stop all the niggas, the bigger the trigger, the larger the dividends

Pimpin and deliverin', leave 'em shiverin'

The money flow like a rig-a-lin

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

(Hook)

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