Lyrics:
As a Hustler mo hustle
So tinba party hard
Ema bami wi I Party Ha Hard
It's all about the money eh
We got to hustle for the money eh
It's all about the money eh
God in her eyes
The father of Christ, sure to be immortal
Guzzlin' beer bottles by the dozen with Devin, that's mi hermano
(Big Pun, will be here,
Ohh my God
Inanah Sekeh
Say I go by the name balojay da wonderboy
Kenny Blaze Wanbi
O wa NORMALLY
Eeh eeh ah aah aah
Am a young boy with a big dream
I'm so cold
I'm so cold
Frigidaire baby
My neck a popsicle
Also cold my wrist is also cold
Dripping that candy and then I bought some mo'
Money
a little more
Then minimum wage
Mo money mo problems
You can't relate
What can you say
To a nigga this paid
Make a a quick buck
Then give it away
I got it
gettin' richer (mo' money)
Now tell me if you wanna live forever
Niggas dyin' so be ready for whatever
(Yeah, ready for whatever
Ready for whatever
More money mo problems they ain't never lied
Are problems don't change they just multiply
I hope that im that finished before I die
I hope when it
Get that fast money
I need all that
What you think a nigga trap fo?
Money calling gotta stack mo
Get rich nigga act broke
Fast money never come slow
cars by the date
So fuck what you heard, I'm the man girlfriend
Pullin' up in racecars, this nigga just got a Benz
He on 106 New Joint, I'm on MTV Big
Spend the money like na pick we pick am
Big mo put me on bad trips
Now i dont recognize wetin dey my screen
Na transfer i dey transfer transfer things
the meanwhile
We ain't in this we charge the premium rate
Black car (Cloud 9, Stryds)
I'm speaking with clarity, mo' charity
It's a par (It's more like money fam)
the money lookin funny in the light.
But who really cares? You just throw it in the air,
Celebratin wealth, pourin Mo«t in her hair-
Excuse me, her weeve-
London
Looking at me like a big man
Everyday we gain pounds
Cos kilo kan mi pelu Fitfam
Kin to wonu club mo ti se table reservation
Have so many school
leave the house, I'm strapped, boy, you know I keep my pole
Chopstick on me and it sing like Nat King Cole
Nigga think he flexin' money, boy, I seen mo
lifestyle no be beans
Na who get money for hand be human being o
Na wetin my guy tell me seh when i never big o
One hotel room 7 breadwinners
Looking for
won't ever look back
Making more cash and rounding up stacks
Mo money mo problems but I rather have that
Yes sir
Tell em tell em yeah yeah yeah
This is the Vmix! How big said it
When the Rémy's in the system
Well I got a 60 clip on me
Like an AK in my pocket, bitch
Get money
Or should I
full as tick.
Got some soul on blast in tha cassette.
Food for my brain;
I haven't stopped learning yet.
Hot wings from Mo-Joes
Got my forehead
money
When money
Big money
Cash money
Ion care what it cost
Long as it never fucks nigga off
I need errrythang in the vault
I need errrythang in the vault
know me runnin lights fuck the Popo
Rap money bustin scams on the low though
In my ears big boogers bitch I'm so-so
Death to a broke hoe you know that go
Say Mo (yeah bruh)
You remember them broads on the strip out in Vegas?
(Uh-huh, what about 'em?) Well
I don't know if I told you or not but (hm)
I don't need no iron I'm already creased
I don't need no money I got mouthpiece
I don't need no iron I'm already creased
I don't need no money I
an Artist
I'll be counting my money in Os (OOOOOOOOs)
I gotta God who be doing the most (Mos Mos Mos)
I came to party with Holy Ghost (Ghos Ghos Ghos)
safe
Mo money baby
I don't need a bae
Don't like fuckin
Baby i just want the face
Racing to the money i am never late
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