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Mar 25, 1997 · Mo' Money Mo' Problems Lyrics: I'm coming out / I'm coming / I'm coming out / I'm coming / Now, who's hot, who not? / Tell me who rock, who sell out in the stores?
Mo Money Mo Problems Lyrics by The Notorious B.I.G. from the The Trevor Nelson Collection, Vol. 3 album- including song video, artist biography, translations and more: Now, who's hot, who not? Tell me who rock? Who sell out in the stores? You tell me who flopped? Who copped the blue d…
Ain't enough lime here for you to shine here. Deal with many women but treat dimes fair. And I'm bigger than the city lights down in Times Square. Yea, yea, yea. I don't know what they want from me. It's like the more money we come across. The more problems we see. I don't know what they want from me.
Music video. "Mo Money Mo Problems" on YouTube. " Mo Money Mo Problems " is a song by American rapper The Notorious B.I.G., released as the second single from his second and final studio album, Life After Death (1997) on July 15, 1997 by Bad Boy Records and Arista Records. It features guest performances from labelmate Mase and label boss Sean ...
It's like the more money we come across The more problems we see I don't know what they want from me It's like the more money we come across (yeah, yeah, a-ha) The more problems we see I'm the D to the A to the D-D-Y Know you'd rather see me die than to see me fly I call all the shots Rip all the spots, rock all the rocks, cop all the drops
The more problems we see. I don't know what they want from me. It's like the more money we come across (yeah, yeah, a-ha) The more problems we see. I'm the D to the A to the D-D-Y. Know you'd rather see me die than to see me fly. I call all the shots. Rip all the spots, rock all the rocks, cop all the drops.
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It's like the more money we come across. The more problems we see. [Verse 1: Notorious B.I.G.] B-I-G P-O-P-P-A. No info for the DEA. Federal agents mad ‘cause I'm flagrant. Tap my cell and...
