Mo Money (Interlude) Songtext / Lyric

Mo Money, yeah

Mo Money, Blow Money, Show Money

Party Money, Side Ho Money, Dope Money

New Clothes money from shit that I wrote money

So much money I don't know who stole from me

Hard to keep track I'm used to having no money

Still broke compared to niggas with old money

I mean the type of niggas that laugh at Hov money

Billionaires with Petroleum and coal money

Probably kill themselves if they had Cole money

Talk shit and I'mma see you like you owe money

I'm wrapping up the album, fourth quarter I'm so money

I'm overseas looking for trees to grow money

Peter Popoff off robbing people for hope money

Prostitutes collecting that let me stroke money

Put up a couple dollars for the liquor store money

Used to dread the strip club cause I couldn't throw money

Now the strippers give a nigga the throat for no money

How mama gonna teach you how to save your money

When she barely on the boat got stay afloat money

Blacks always broke cause we don't know money

Spend it before we get it and could never hold money

No wallets, nah, nigga we'd rather fold money

Money control niggas, white man control money

Laughing like "yeah yeah my nigga get your money"