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letra de more money more problems - dababy

[chorus]
rich n-gga can’t have no feelings
mo’ money, mo’ problems we got (let’s go)
you f-ck around, get yo’ head bust
for tryna be somethin’ you not (boom, boom, boom)
i got a place for you on a t-shirt
and a date for you to see ‘pac
and when i walk in i don’t even touch them hoes (sethinthekitchen)
when i leave, they gon’ follow me out (let’s go)
and when i walk in i don’t even touch them hoes

[verse 1]
when i leave, they gon’ follow me out, watch this (oh my god)
f-ck what these n-ggas talkin’ about
i just created a lane and took over the muhf-ckin’ game
and they soughted me out
i just got three hundred k for a show during covid-19
i’m still hot in the drought
i’m on fire, n-gga (okay, turn up)
they can’t tell you i ain’t keep it real (just know that they lyin’, n-gga)
what she gon’ do? my b-tch eat the d-ck like it’s ribs
i got the stick, we gon’ see who gon’ live
house big as a b-tch, my sh-t mtv cribs
he asked for feature, but my sh-t ain’t cheap
n-gga better save up, i ain’t givin’ no deals
i had to say this sh-t two times
for all the broke boys in the back that act like they ain’t hear me
i put this b-tch on the map, went and got all the platinum plaques
brought ’em back to the city
she got a thang for me, she wanna pull out my d-ck
and go, “baby,” and give it a hickey
ain’t been on the stage in a minute
but still on tv everyday, n-gga should’ve went disney (what you say?)
[chorus]
rich n-gga can’t have no feelings
mo’ money, mo’ problems we got (go)
you f-ck around, get yo’ head bust
for tryna be somethin’ you not
i got a place for you on a t-shirt
and a date for you to see ‘pac (2pac)
and when i walk in i don’t even touch them hoes
when i leave, they gon’ follow me out (woo)
rich n-gga can’t have no feelings
mo’ money, mo’ problems we got (come on)
you f-ck around, get yo’ head bust
for tryna be somethin’ you not
i got a place for you on a t-shirt
and a date for you to see ‘pac
and when i walk in i don’t even touch them hoes
when i leave, they gon’ follow me out

[verse 2]
it’s up and it’s stuck if you try me
i got a dub for the body
i be surrounded with steppers
whole hunnid thou’ for the necklace
nothin’ but d-ck for these b-tches
all of the blogs gettin’ messy
i’m passin’ right now if you test me
i’m layin’ them down, get a stretcher (let’d go)
i was the one out the gate that told you that you gotta stay down for your blessin’
i was the one, took the trip to l.a. to go pick up the pounds, they was heavy
sittin’ on fifteen ms, i’m rich
i own my house and all ten of my cars
tell a hatin’-ass n-gga, “get the f-ck off my d-ck”
i don’t wanna hear a hatin’ n-gga bumpin’ my sh-t
turn my sh-t off and go play one of them other n-ggas
them n-ggas who really ain’t on that
who got a lil’ money and ain’t bring they brother with ’em
from the city and can’t even go back
got stepped on, that n-gga a door mat
before they made throwback thursday, i was that n-gga
go check the throwbacks
b-tch, n-gga, it’s baby
[chorus]
rich n-gga can’t have no feelings
mo’ money, mo’ problems we got
you f-ck around, get yo’ head bust
for tryna be somethin’ you not
i got a place for you on a t-shirt
and a date for you to see ‘pac
and when i walk in i don’t even touch them hoes
when i leave, they gon’ follow me out (come on, come on)
rich n-gga can’t have no feelings
mo’ money, mo’ problems we got (ooh)
you f-ck around, get yo’ head bust
for tryna be somethin’ you not
i got a place for you on a t-shirt
and a date for you to see ‘pac (2pac)
and when i walk in i don’t even touch them hoes
when i leave, they gon’ follow me out

[verse 3]
yeah, n-gga, i’m muhf-ckin’ different, n-gga (yeah, yeah)
ain’t no n-gga like me, n-gga (yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)
it’s gon’ be a lotta n-ggas dead before the foolishness stop (yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)
we gon’ introduce you p-ssy n-ggas to these rugers and glocks (go)
it’s gon’ be a lotta n-ggas dead before the foolishness stop (yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)
we gon’ introduce you p-ssy n-ggas to these rugers and glocks (yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)
turned the city to the city, now these n-ggas wanna hate (yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)
chargin’ n-ggas ten thousand to take a pic’ with they bae, b-tch (yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)
[outro]
yeah, man, and you know, this sh-t come with a lot (yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)
i’m acceptin’ it all with open arms (yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)
see, me, when i prayed for this sh-t (yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)
you know, i told god i was willin’ to accept whatever came with it (yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)
i’m talkin’ about whatever comes with it (yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)
(yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)
let’s go (yeah, yeah), let’s go (yeah-yeah)
mo’ money, mo’ problems we got

- dababy

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