Bow Wow

Bow Wow - Mo Money lyrics

I'm that girl loving, car dubbin', rims scubbing, teen

I've been bad to the bone, since I stepped on the scene

I've been club ready, 'bout my feady, game so mean

Hypnotizing these hoes, like they gone off that lean

I'm that track flippin, up one dippin, he can do whatever man

If you 12in this, man then i kno that's what your sayin'

I'm the house-wrecker, mic-checker, Homie with a plan

If I said it, then I did it, Lil nigga, I'm the man,

I'm that trend-settin', big-bettin', always lookin Fly

I'm That cocky, poppin', aint no stoppin', reachin' for the sky

I'm a boss playa, baby aint another like I

Screamin' live homie; "you can't take it with you when you die"

C'mon

I got that ‘09 flow

Girls beatin' down my dow (door)

With me thats how it goes

A Hundred Thou' a show

Me making records, movies, and tv shows

It equals MO MONEY, MO MONEY, MO MONEY, MO MONEY, MO MONEY,

OOOOOOH

I got that ‘09 flow

Girls beatin' down my dow

With me thats how it goes

A Hundred Thou' a show

Me making records, movies, and tv shows

It equals MO MONEY, MO MONEY, MO MONEY, MO MONEY, MONEY,

OOOOOOH

(HEY, HEY)

I'm that flame spittin, Yank fitted leanin to the side

24 pendent door, folks leanin in the ride

Rims spinnin', Hoes grinnin', you know what it is

My flow to the dow, walls movin in the crib

"Where you live?"

Nah nigga, mind ya business, you probably wouldn't even find the shit

Diamond rings, hood rich, like it's something bitch, and ima have a lil fun with this

I'm a straight better, game checker, "put-her-in-her-place"

So poof, yea she disappear, gone without a trace

Summer rockin' the black Prada kicks without the lace,

the Dirty, just ain't the Dirty, lil dirrty, without the base

Niggas So So Def, them niggas is gettin cake

2005, Young and Fly and Flashy up in your face

HAH!

I'm that country talking, sea-walking, youngin with the bounce

I got girls and money coming at me the same in large amounts

Im that chain swingin', heat bring, problem for the rest of yall

It's like this shorty, drop come and get with me if you want to ball

Car switchin by the day, stuttin' all through the A

Hands up crunk like lil scrappy "OKAY-K-K"

I'ma genius like Ray, for my downfall niggas pray, but I

careless what a nigga might say, especially when they keep tryin' to get in my way

New sneakers, pockets way deeper than yours

I'm a junkie for this, you can smell it coming out of my pores

Unlike yall lil homies, im getting up out of the stores

I got a lot but I'm still tryin to get get get get me, get me some more

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