Puff daddy – Mo money mo problems

Verse One0 MaseNow, who`s hot who notTell me who rock who sell out in the storesYou tell me who flopped who copped the blue dropWho jewels got robbed who`s mostly Goldie downTo the tube sock, the same ol pimpMase, you know ain`t nuttin change but my limpCan`t stop till I see my name on a blimpGuarantee a million sales pullin all the loveYou don`t believe in Harlem World nigga double upWe don`t play around it`s a bet lay it downNigga didn`t know me ninety-one bet they know me nowI`m the young Harlem nigga with the Goldie soundCan`t no Ph.D. niggaz hold me down, CooterSchooled me to the game, now I know my dutyStay humble stay low blow like HootieTrue pimp niggaz spend no dough on the bootyAnd 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 meIt`s like the more money we come acrossThe more problems we see(repeat 2X)Verse Two0 Puff DaddyYeah yeah, ahaha, from the C-to-the-A-to-the-D-D-YKnow you`d rather see me die than to see me flyI call all the shotsRip all the spots, rock all the rocksCop all the drops, I know you thinkin now`sWhen all the ballin stops, nigga neverHome gotta call me on the yachtTen years from now we`ll still be on topYo, I thought I told you that we won`t stopNow whatcha gonna do when it`s coolBag a money much longer than yoursAnd a team much stronger than yours, violate meThis`ll be your day, we don`t playMess around be D.O.A., be on your wayCause it ain`t enough time here, ain`t enough lime hereFor you to shine here, deal with many womenBut treat dimes fair, and I`mBigger than the city lights down in Times SquareYeah, yeah yeah

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