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Mo Money

Mo' Money is a 1992 American comedy-drama film directed by Peter Macdonald, and written by Damon Wayans, who also starred in the film. The film co-stars Stacey Dash, Joe Santos, John Diehl, Harry Lennix, Bernie Mac (in his film debut), and Marlon Wayans. The film was released in the United States on July 24, 1992. more »

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Late nights for me sitting by my lone 
Thinking to my self I had to get up in my zone 
Running with them niggas trynna get it off them phones 
Making wrong choices and praying we make it home 
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Late nights for me sitting by my lone 
Thinking to my self I had to get up in my zone 
Running with them niggas trynna get it off them phones 
Making wrong choices and praying we make it home 

I ain't worried bout them choices
I'm blocking out all these noises 
Im trapping in these white forces 
She know me ain't have to force it 
F*ck cuffing I keep it cordial 
Im keeping my shit order 
Won't speak first get me a lawyer 
F*ck a wall I'm breaking these boarders 
Cant lock me open that door up
I explore her but ain't no Dora 
Drip shit like it's water
Y'all niggas just surf boarding 
I Step in it's like a movie everybody Recording
I Step in it's like a movie everybody Recording
Aye Im sliding in the CTS 
Got em lookin break they necks 
Run it up get a check 
Shitting on em got em wrecked 
I don't give a f*ck what you heard ima get it back 
Stacking up the cheese but I ain't never splitting with the rats 
Since I'm speaking on it I'm a dog you a pussy cat 
All the og's they salute me taking off they hat 
Cuz they know ima go get and I'm spitting facts 
No cap in my rap been getting shit but I dont brag 
We gone start running up them numbers 
Watching the fuckin stats 
Keep it all low key till I get the top 
Me and bro was looking for the pack hit the drop 
Running up my clientele this shit getting hot 
Ima need a Glock for niggas who trynna stop 
I ain't even on that shit but ain't scared to make em flop 
Youngest nigga in these streets we running from them cops 
Doin shit for niggas they ain't even give me props 
Baby im the plug we don't need to hit the shop
Baby I'm the plug we don't need to hit the shop
Stacks on deck I'm just trynna get it up 
Fuckin wit them thugs cuz we really wit the Blood

Mo Money Playboy Jay

Watch how I do it slow
Then I speed it up
Bring it back to the beat
You know all we do is heat
Coming out  the mud just like a fucking cleat
Two words after fucking got to leave
Got no sympathy for no bitch
That belongs to the streets
These niggas simping
We stay pimping
Do you see the difference
They stay dissing
We staying pressing
Yea you know we applying pressure
Nigga we came straight from the gutter
Two words cut her heart like a cutter
One look she melts like butter
Talking shit when we pull up you stutter
I dont want problems please
Okay pussy now we could leave
Blowing smoke cant let em breathe

Won't let you breathe 
Look can't let you breathe 
I ain't getting no sleep 
I was running these streets
I was out on my feet 
Dirty boy I was beat 
Bitches was calling me weak 
Now they hit me for meets 
Went from we ain't doin nothing 
Now she in my back Seat 
This that late night creep 
Shawty fucking wit me 
She too cold so I got her shaking ass in my sheets 
Shake some ass babe I wanna see you moving
F*ck them haters get better keep improving
Sneak dissing yea who you think you fooling 
They keep on hating yea we stay cooling
Yo jay what we keep on proving
We keep on proving that we the best
To to the top we go step by step
If they getting in my way we stepping on they necks 
I don't wanna talk if we ain't talking bout them checks 
Talking on my name you better say it with respect 
Im going for the most ain't going for nothing less 
Makin plays on em let's just call it full press 
Got em all mad I don't know why they upset 
Shawty say I'm drippy say she like the way I dress 
Baby you ain't the best ain't nothing just to replace 
Don't get to talking crazy get up out my face 

Get up out my face girl give some space
Hard ass niggas and no we don't hate
Grinding hard my bag I'm trynna chase
Every where I go Im gon f*ck up the place
We aiming for first  not the last place
I judge by the mind and not by the race
Do it for the music and I will always embrace
Being the goats that's our case
Our case is to be at the top
No matter how far we aint gon stop
Looking for the smoke RIP pop
King of New York never get swapped

Late nights for me sitting by my lone 
Thinking to my self I had to get up in my zone 
Running wit them Niggas trynna get it off them phones 
Making wrong choices and praying we make it home 
Look
Late nights for me sitting by my lone 
Thinking to my self I had to get up in my zone 
Running wit them Niggas trynna get it off them phones 
Making wrong choices and praying we make it home 
Look
Late nights for me sitting by my lone 

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