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Mo money mo problems

by Notorious Big

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Who jewels got robbed who´s mostly goldie down
To the tube sock, the same ol pimp
Mase, you know ain´t nuttin change but my limp
Can´t stop till I see my name on a blimp
Guarantee a million sales pullin all the love
You don´t believe in harlem world nigga double up
We don´t play around it´s a bet lay it down
Nigga didn´t know me ninety-one bet they know me now
I´m the young harlem nigga with the goldie sound
Can´t no ph.d. niggaz hold me down, cooter
Schooled me to the game, now I know my duty
Stay humble stay low blow like hootie
True pimp niggaz spend no dough on the booty
And then ya yell there go mase there go your cutie
*singers come in over this last line*

I don´t know what, they want from me
It´s like the more money we come across
The more problems we see
(repeat 2x)

Verse two: puff daddy

Yeah yeah, ahaha, from the d-to-the-a-to-the-d-d-y
Know you´d rather see me die than to see me fly
I call all the shots
Rip all the spots, rock all the rocks
Cop all the drops, I know you thinkin now´s
When all the ballin stops, nigga never
Home gotta call me on the yacht
Ten years from now we´ll still be on top
Yo, I thought I told you that we won´t stop
Now whatcha gonna do when it´s cool
Bag a money much longer than yours
And a team much stronger than yours, violate me
This´ll be your day, we don´t play
Mess around be d.o.a., be on your way
Cause it ain´t enough time here, ain´t enough lime here
For you to shine here, deal with many women
But treat dimes fair, and i´m
Bigger than the city lights down in times square
Yeah, yeah yeah

I don´t know what, they want from me
It´s like the more money we come across
The more problems we see
(repeat 2x)

Verse three: notorious b.i.g.

Uhh, uhhh
B.i.g., p-o, p-p-a
No info, for the, dea
Federal agents mad cause I´m flagrant
Tap my cell, and the phone in the basement
My team supreme, stay clean
Triple beam lyrical dream, I be that
Cat you see at all events bent
Gats in holsters girls on shoulders
Playboy, I told ya, bein mice to me
Bruise too much, I lose, too much
Step on stage the girls boo too much
I guess it´s cause you run with lame dudes too much
Me lose my touch, never that
If I did, ain´t no problem to get the gat
Where the true players at?
Throw your rollies in the sky
Wave em side to side and keep your hands high
While I give your girl the eye, player please
Lyrically, niggaz see, b.i.g.
Be flossin jig on the cover of fortune
Five double oh, here´s my phone number
Your man ain´t got to know, I got to go
Got the flow down pizat, platinum plus
Like thizat, dangerous
On trizack, leave your ass blizzack

I don´t know what, they want from me
It´s like the more money we come across
The more problems we see
(repeat 3x)
What´s goin on?
What´s goin on?
I don´t know what, they want from me
It´s like the more money we come across
The more problems we see
(repeat 3x to fade)
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