Uh, uh, B.I.G. Mo Money Mo Problems Lyrics by The Notorious B.I.G. 'Cause it ain't enough time here, ain't enough lime hereįor you to shine here, deal with many women but treat dimes fairĪnd I'm bigger than the city lights down in Times Square Yo, I thought I told you that we won't stopĪnd a team much stronger than yours, violate me Nigga never home got a chrome one and a yacht I call all the shots rip all the spots, rock all the rocksĬop all the drops, I know you thinkin' now's when all the ballin' stops Know you'd rather see me die than to see me fly Yeah, yeah, ah, ah, from the C to the A to the D D Y True pimp niggaz spend no dough on the bootyĪnd then ya yell there go Mase there go your cutie Schooled me to the game, now I know my duty I'm the young Harlem nigga with the Goldie sound Nigga didn't know me ninety one bet they know me now We don't play around it's a bet lay it down You don't believe in Harlem World nigga double up Guarantee a million sales pullin' all the love Mase, you know ain't nuttin' change but my limp Who jewels got robbed who's mostly Goldie down You tell me who flopped who copped the blue drop Tell me who rock who sell out in the stores Songwriters: Rodgers, Nile Wallace, Christopher Combs, Sean Jordan, Steven Betha, Mason Phillips, J Edwards, Bernard Featuring: Mase Lyrics, Puff Daddy Lyrics

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