Mo' Money Lyrics - Curren$y

Loud money 

Macho money 

Stunt money 

Show money 

Blow money 

Dough money 

Your money, no money 

I do my thing in the booth, the streets know 

You hear my chains in the booth, I wear my gold 

You pull upfront and your bitch lift up them dough 

She all about that jet life so f*ck yall 

These bitches know Im stunting anywhere I go 

And when youre coming in if we cant smoke 

F*ck your rules, Im too cool for that bro 

I buy the building, throw you out the backdoor 

Carlito shouldnt have let Benny back on gold 

Cause everywhere you turn they coming for your dro 

Thats why I keep my circle tight, the jet life is the new cipher 

Bending corners, breaking bitches, making dough 

Coming up 

Loud money 

Macho money 

Stunt money 

Show money 

Blow money 

Dough money 

Your money no money 

Dough money, thats paperweight 

Loose leave my paper straight 

Seeing those and they face to face 

Shining nigga, no paper plates 

Silver back were not silver spoon 

Business man but Im still a goon 

Im rolling, nigga, like wheelbarrows 

Yall joke niggas like Will Farrels 

My money stupid like Leo Darryl 

Yall bank account is getting real narrow 

I fuck the deal, up and run at night 

Vampire on that life 

And I know you hate my guts, bro 

Cause I got everything you want in life 

Waking up and Im counting up 

Cause that mula is my morning rite 

And my morning right and my evening good 

When my evening good then my family eating 

My family, get sanity 

That sanity is that man to me 

And that man to me know what he said to me 

Man as me and no damage me 

I dont plan to leave and no baggage either 

Nigga didnt give no bands to me 

Ive got 

Loud money 

Macho money 

Stunt money 

Show money 

Blow money 

Dough money 

Your money no money. 

Young Roddy] 

I've got dice money, got coke money, got on the run lay low money 

I'm a pimp fool take your ho money 

Gon' use this shit for my smoke money 

Like d bo I take yo money I'm still spending my old money 

Old boy can't fuck with me this lil nigga gettin blown money 

Got long paper I smash her good she askin me if I'm on somethin 

I make bread fuck with my dope get beat out like you stole somethin 

Them cops keep on harrassin' me try question me I don't know nothin' 

This Juvenile and Young Rod this bells bitch we got loads of money 

aint trade i got a bowl of Mary I kill the block bitch bloody mary 

Jet Life the new Rockafeller my shoe box full of mozzarella 

Got stuntin' money for my snow bunny back then I had no money 

Until I touched a little blow money had to re up to make mo money 

Loud money 

Macho money 

Stunt money 

Show money 

Blow money 

Dough money 

Your money no money. 

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