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