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Artiste : DaBaby
Titre : More Money More Problems
Rich nigga can´t have no feelings
Mo´ money, mo´ problems we got (Let´s go)
You fuck 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

When I leave, they gon´ follow me out, watch this (Oh my God)
Fuck what these niggas talkin´ about
I just created a land and took over the muhfuckin´ 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, nigga (Okay, turn up)
They can´t tell you I ain´t keep it real (Just know that they lyin´, nigga)

What she gon´ do? My bitch eat the dick like it´s ribs
I got the stick, we gon´ see who gon´ live
House big as a bitch, my shit MTV Cribs
He asked for feature, but my shit ain´t cheap
Nigga better save up, I ain´t givin´ no deals
I had to say this shit two times
For all the broke boys in the back that act like they ain´t hear me
I put this bitch 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 dick
And go, "Baby," and give it a hickey
Ain´t been on the stage in a minute
But still on TV everyday, nigga should´ve went Disney (What you say?)

Rich nigga can´t have no feelings
Mo´ money, mo´ problems we got (Go)
You fuck 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 nigga can´t have no feelings
Mo´ money, mo´ problems we got (Come on)
You fuck 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

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 dick for these bitches
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 nigga, "Get the fuck off my dick"
I don´t wanna hear a hatin´ nigga bumpin´ my shit
Turn my shit off and go play one of them other niggas

Niggas 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 nigga a door mat
Before they made throwback Thursday, I was that nigga
Go check the throwback
Bitch, nigga, it´s Baby

Rich nigga can´t have no feelings
Mo´ money, mo´ problems we got
You fuck 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 nigga can´t have no feelings
Mo´ money, mo´ problems we got (Ooh)
You fuck around, get yo´ head bust
For tryna be somethin´ you not
I got a place for you on a T-shirt
Ans 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

Yeah, nigga, I´m muhfuckin´ different, nigga (Yeah, yeah)
Ain´t no nigga like me, nigga (Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)
It´s gon´ be a lotta niggas dead before the foolishness stop (Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)
We gon´ introduce you pussy niggas to these Rugers and Glocks (Go)
It´s gon´ be a lotta niggas dead before the foolishness stop (Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)

We gon´ introduce you pussy niggas to these Rugers and Glocks (Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)
Turned the city to the city, now these niggas wanna hate (Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)
Chargin´ niggas ten thousand to take a pic´ with they bae, bitch (Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)

Yeah, man, and you know, this shit 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 shit (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