Mo' Money Lyrics - Unfinished Business - Jay-z

That nigga let his fuckin' flow go 

Niggaz tryin' to switch up the flows on niggaz 

Hit niggaz, slip niggaz with a Micky 

Drop that joint 

Yeah, yeah, it's the remix y'all 

Like a muh'fucker, oh yeah 

Whassup my nigga and still hot up in that boy 

Ain't it man, yo Jay, Kel, fin' ta set it off for y'all, c'mon 

It's the remix 

TrackMaster remix y'all, Kels and Jigga 

Big chips with twista y'all, get this money 

I, heard the ballers when I pulled up to the club 

'Cause I'm rollin' up on fo' flickers 

Peanut butter interior, black body 

And in case you didn't know, I be the twista 

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Hundred bombs in my pockets, put your ones up 

I hear some niggaz lookin' at me for the come up 

Try to creep, creep, I pull a gun up 

I put a hole in the first nigga that run up 

The ballers be Jay, R, and T 

Spit it cold 'cause the music is a part of me 

Can't nobody spit it as fast as me 

Got an academy of haters comin' after me 

I know I got what you want 

I know I got what you need 

Come and mob to the top 

Before you get this money 

Pull up on the block in the alien gray Bentley 

Full of sport modes, you never could hang with me 

Just to get in early, I paid a extra 50 

Gettin' that money my nigga 

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Oh, five Chrysler, trees for the blunts 

Three hoes in the back, two fiends in the front 

Twenty two inch shoes, CV's in the trunk 

Gettin' that money my nigga 

Makin' dough off a style I be the best in 

Glad to be down with these two livin' legends 

Now, let me see which league I'ma invest in 

Gettin' that money my nigga 

Rollin' this cheer, put the niggaz in fear 

Makin' bitches shed tears, take a look at my career 

Now, the shit's swell when I get up to 70 in the coupe 

Peep the wing when I hope out the tail, tell 'em Kel 

We off up in the club, we got our hands up 

Drinks in the club because we gettin' that money my nigga 

We rollin' 24's, open them Bentley do's 

Got plenty hoes because we gettin' that money my nigga 

Pull up to the club, chicks in the back 

Some smokin' on weed, some sippin' Cognac 

Into the club, whole crew to the back 

Super the stars make it sharp as a tack 

Gotta have my forty five inch in it 

In the house, from the gate, twenty minutes 

Game over and I'm still not finished 

I play haters like V play tennis 

Livin' like a motherfuckin' Richie Rich nigga 

Got a Butler for my maybach nigga 

White linen, smokin' cigar 

Lyrics like bullets, tongue like a trigger 

Feelin' on your booty 

Tryin' to get one of these nice ladies 

To come up to my room and do, me 

Have her man like who's he? 

Was a pimp at birth, first hoe was a nurse 

And I'ma be a pimp 'til I'm stretches in a hearse 

Sometimes showbiz is the worst 

I'm blessed with the gift and the curse, whoa 

Shoot ball, now I'm off to the spa 

Fresh and clean, now I'm off in the car 

Got a date with a superstar 

We take lunch, now twelve o'clock 

Hit the mall 'bout two o'clock 

In the movies 'bout five o'clock 

Seven o'clock 'til nine o'clock 

We in my crib, my bed, goin' non stop 

This for my project niggaz 

Wide body mo' sippers 

Pimps hustlers herb flippers 

Get this money 

We off up in the club, we got our hands up 

Drinks in the club because we gettin' that money my nigga 

We rollin' 24's, open them Bentley do's 

Got plenty hoes because we gettin' that money my nigga 

Gettin' this money switchin' my whips and my kicks 

Like, I'm just addicted to difference you pick 

What you want from me to be a lame 

With visions of riches, enter my brain 

Like I picture myself in deep dishes, just switchin' lanes 

It's just insane, is it? I'm from the district where niggaz 

Either in prison or pay visits like in laws 

So we fend for ourself 

And the wealth is in raw 

We can't help but been lost 

What else gon' make that engine roar? 

Lay back in 745 

Big boy cars, that's all we drive 

Into the club we get all the eyes when you 

Gettin' that money my nigga 

We off up in the club, we got our hands up 

Drinks in the club because we gettin' that money my nigga 

We rollin' 24's, open them Bentley do's 

Got plenty hoes because we gettin' that money my nigga 

TrackMaster remix y'all, Kels and Jigga 

Big chips with twista y'all, get this money