Lyrics:
Ay, Yeah
Breathe nigga, I been getting high all week nigga
Time goes by when we puffing on lah on the beat it's a homicide
Murder murder kill kill
My
Gotta go with the fiends and in the click is a no no.
Gotta make that money man,
Gimme all my change, it's a murder thing, now
Even in the dummy game,
artist"
[Quik] Doin much damage in the ninety-two
"for America's mo-mo-mo-mo
most complete artist-artist-are-are-artist"
[DJ Quik]
Now DJ Quik is
money sha
Won o le damiduro Mo ma laluyo
Igba wo ni better days temi ma de gan
Shishi no Dey kini kati gbo
Nipe Sapa temi tu gbajumo
Oro aiye mi Mo
finish it I might be wanting more
I wanted diet coke but I ain't got no money
Money mo mo mo mo mo money
I wanted diet coke but I ain't got no money
Money
Playing nigga? Colin Kaepernick
Motherfucker
You got the memo, murder game is my MO
(Fact though) lurk the frontline
Not from out of the window (No)
Take
everything
Mo k dot
Mo baby keem
Mo money feend
Mo americano
Gambino ting
Like fuck yiu mean
Mo fresh price
Willy smith
I am legending
That's
Mo anything
learned to grip pistols in BK
Turn my music high, high, high, high-er
Mo' fire, more Rocawear attire
Mo' money, mo' murder now that M.O.P.'s hired
Yeah
Solo mili
Call me offtune RM
The day I caught you with another man oh
I can't even wipe my tears oooh
Cus money no dey on the ground oh
Make I
down payments
Criminal mind state of lyricist want to test us nigga hear this
My niggas are down with the murder mo
Real thuggas and killas that claim
elbows for sale yo
Brother better have my mail ho
Fore I catch a murder case and go to jail
Oh, hell no! Time to bail hit the trail so
We can sell mo
like a butterfly, sting like a bee
Mo' money money money money money money, in the face of the crowd
Plottin now, I don't need no pride to hide, oh wow,
X]
Thinkin about you
[Mo B. Dick]
I'm thinkin about you
[Master P]
My enemies hate me money can't make me
Bitches can't break me the feds can't take
, I ain't movin'
Dope flows, this might get us the RICO
Trafficking audio by the boatloads
Twenty bottles, fuck it, go order twenty mo'
Stack
See eh, eh eh
Oh nana na na
Olarem on this one
Father looking to your say.
Day by day everyday
Looking to your eyes eh
Looking to your eye eh
Don't want the love no mo'
Don't want the drugs no mo'
You can keep the money I don't want it no mo'
Nigga stressing everyday and I can't take it no
of the tree
The higher the rank the mo money I'm able to slide in the bank
I got fire, ambition, you high and you drank
And you wondering why do you stank
Bitch
to to tun ga ju
Ti n ba gbese Ọlọrun gbọ
Je kọ taggi o ga ju
Owo
Mo fẹ lowo
Owo
Mo fẹ lowo
Owo
(Me i want money o)
Mo ni mo fẹ lowo(Mo fẹ lowo mo fẹ de
the baby, year later on my income
Tax so a *** could receive mo' income
Been one, I'ma rent some of this game out
Gift of gab, talk you by the slab wit'
Falz the bahd guy in the buildin' by the way
Nini de
Will Will Will Willis giddem
Three minus one plus three plus three
O calculate 24 divided by
eyan Louis Figo
Feego feego awon eleyi n ball Figo
Ehn ehnn mo ma n mu fun awon omo ele n low key but
leekan kan mo ma n cast
To ba ti cast itesiwaju
to plata
Mo gen dé dog cho ki soti jis Macapa
Yé Mad and sick to pé mandé Hustler
Pou make money nou manyen la coca
Yo tchembé to mo frè a calaboca
Babylon
auto
Tomorrow I got court, I ain't gonna go
Nigga owe me money, thinking it's funny, bought a 64'
I'm bout to pull a kickdoe
I need mo money money
don't miss)
Every time I pull up to your place I be leaving by 3
Trust me
And I can't even be angry cause we always vibing (Yeah yeah)
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