Lyrics:
Christmas shey you dey feel me
But chase the money bi eni ti werey fada le
And secure the bag bi eyin ti ediye shaba le
Son of a dead man is now big star
Goons
(Crazzi)
Olowo laye mo
I want to get money
Olola laye mo
Oluwa sanu mi
Me self wan be a baller
Counting ten billion dollar
Po ri mi gan ti
Omotara love it when I give it all my shot
That's why all the girls dey scream Royalboy
Me no dey play with cash sho gbo
Anywhere money go find me come
There came in more money more problems
Then we ain't hurt nobody no pride but dem hate on we
No pain, no gain, we start
Now we got a bunch of dem haters
the Fivio Foreign
All offa show money
Mo money mo problems
Is better than no money
Yo' money is yo' money
It's not mine
So why would I rob you of your
or WizKid, Wizzy
Eje oju awon temi bi ti torchlight
Won fe ko eran sun, ko le take flight
Omo yen lohun fe bami chill, chill chill chill
Mo ni ko si problem ko
Mo money more problems It ain't biggie
My Niggas be turnt in the city
Every-time a session is booked
We always be turnt in the booth with my nigga
getting crazy
I got me a lady
Wait I got a few ladies (a few)
Turnt up this summer
My light skin bitch look like Obama (Obama)
They say mo money mo problems
cheese! Mo money mo problems
O, t! From autumn to autumn
They act like they friends of me when I'm around em
Aint get this love when I was at the bottom
I
make money, wit' no job
Finesse who
Wit' no problem
Big ass cuban chain links
Bitch hit me up said save me
Doin' this increase my rating
Woke up in
“Hypnotized” by “Who Shot Ya” “The Sky is ya limit” “ICU” with “Big Poppa” “Mo’ Money is Mo’ Problems” “One More Chance” to let you speak the truth. You never
Sess the problem kid
NJ musicki
Champagne Moet we popping in the club
Terry Apala ni shogbo mi eh
Champagne Moet we popping in the club
Ina the club
Sess the problem kid
NJ musicki
Champagne Moet we popping in the club
Terry Apala ni shogbo mi eh
Champagne Moet we popping in the club
Ina the club
new life, peace true indeed, off T's
I dwell on off how y'all plan makin mo' money, so I had to buy a fly chain
Ran in this game, dirt broke, now it's
while I'm at the stu just sitting impatient
But I can't get hurt by her no mo my heart too damn vacant
N she's too stone cold I don't want her love I'll
Ice in my veins, I make it look easy
Mentally, I'm in Queens
Mo' money, mo' problems, you gotta be ready for all that it brings
Let 'em say what
up with them dicks, boy
Phone fresh off a lick, boy
Actavis up in that Sprite, remix, boy
Bad boy, notorious for being big, boy
Pull up shoot up
Yeezy,
what's the reason he was dead
"Mo' Money, Mo' Problems, better believe it," he said
"Careful what you wish for you might receive it," he said
"I see," I
the shit up out 'em
Heard mo' money mo' problem, bitch I know you ain't got 'em
To the south put a crown on 'em
Been runnin' shit got some miles on 'em
her
Mascara on my zipper, then twist and flip her
Hit her like a babysitter watchin' a motion picture
Niggas think she's a stripper by her hips
get mo' chips than Harris
No day off like Farris, service is volunteer
By choice not force, it won't be no problems here
Man withgaurd she finna do
keep it cool with me
I played it by the rules and the regulations
I use to switch cars with the Mexican at the gas station
Mine had money in it, his
smelly pinocchio
Money moves
Big game jams
Yo y'all ain't worthy
Fall back with all that small talk
You already lost
Pay dues
Everything has a price
But
thousand on my neck
Watch this boy wreck, then recollect
Grab the black pen, and sign for the check
Notorious but glorious, I made it understood
Rap game
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