Twista - Money Flow lyrics

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Twista - Money Flow lyrics

(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-f**a, kickin' it petty Down with the Kango on my razor fade Peanut bu*ter complexion, two silly processions Two Phillie's, a fifty sack of some reefers, and a razor blade Like a game of Spades, cut the bullsh** 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 sh** 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 pa** 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 pa**ion 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 pa** 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 pa** 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 n***a 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 n***as to keep it strong They ain't got long (to what) to see Where the n***as seein kick it where a n***a kick it But where I go, Cadillac to the show Po Pimp, f** 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 sh** 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 Motherf**a makin' money just wanted to take a look at the Mid-West Put my color in Spend my money in the Souther-an Motherf**as steady stutterin', but I'mma come from the heart for start To stop all the n***as, 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

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