Mo Money lyrics

[Intro: AllStar JR]
Litty with chicken, me and my n*ggas all winners (Good lookin', Dnell)
b*tches be trippin', me and my n*ggas all hit 'em (Welcome to Get a Bag Records)
Whippin' the big one, I got it, I don't call n*ggas
Bum, just face it, got more money than y'all n*ggas, ayy
Litty with chicken, me and my n*ggas all winners
b*tches be trippin', me and my n*ggas all hit 'em
Whippin' the big one, I got it, I don't call n*ggas (Records)
Bum, just face it, got more money than y'all n*ggas, ayy (Get a Bag Boyz)

[Verse 1: AllStar Lee]
Dnell on the beat, this b*tch a classic (Yes, yes)
Super bad freak b*tch, that pus*y platinum (Yes, yes)
Go six feet deep, she need a casket (Kill the pus*y)
See the pus*y in your vibes, broksi attack you (You a pus*y)
Your mans jumped in this sh*t green, you better lace his boots
Your other mans got hit up, he might not make it, fool (n*gga dyin')
This white b*tch be stuffin' Percs and she might take a few (Stuffin')
Pape' the only thing I'm chasin', b*tch, I'm never chasin' you (b*tch, f*ck you)
Pull up in the coupe, stab off, and make her chase the coupe (Skrrt, hah)
Datin' who? If you ain't tryna f*ck, put on your skatin' shoes (f*ck on)
These n*ggas poor, I can hear they stomach growlin' (Poor)
I can't see sh*t but this f*ckin' money pilin' (Whole lotta money, n*gga)
You can't up a few hundred, let alone a couple thousand (Broke as hell)
Exclusive drip rocker, got you guessin' where I found it (Exclusive drip)
If you think I'm cute, come here, baby, let me pound it (Let me f*ck)
Me and my bro Rollie put together sixty thousand, that's racks, n*gga
[Chorus: AllStar JR]
Litty with chicken, me and my n*ggas all winners (Big bands)
These b*tches be trippin', me and my n*ggas all hit 'em (Blew through them hoes)
Whippin' the big one, I got it, I don't call n*ggas
Bum, just face it, got more money than y'all n*ggas, ayy (Get a package)
Litty with chicken, me and my n*ggas all winners (We all got that sh*t)
These b*tches be trippin', me and my n*ggas all hit 'em (f*cked every last one of them hoes)
Whippin' the big one, I got it, I don't call n*ggas (Skrrt)
Bum, just face it, got more money than y'all n*ggas, ayy (Woo)

[Verse 2: Louie Ray]
I stacked first, now I'm ballin' 'cause the time right (Oh, it's right)
I used to be f*cked up, but in the limelight (I was there)
We'll take it there with n*ggas, the Saddam type (Oh, we ready)
Chain actin' up whenever I'm around light (b*tch)
Used to f*ck her at her mama's, had to pound light (Shh)
OGs led me wrong, but it sound right (Dumbass)
He ain't really gettin' cheese what it sound like (Sound like)
This a Demon, but a Hellcat what it sound like (Vroom)
Carats everywhere that you can place them b*tches
Get to rollin' Backwoods, then face them b*tches (Myself)
I used to ride twenty-sixes, now I hate them b*tches (f*cked my cars up)
Fell in love with a rat, it made me hate my feelings (b*tch)
If I can't f*ck you anywhere, then what we f*ckin' for? (For what?)
Make this b*tch hit notes LeToya Luckett won't (Woo)
I bought a zip every time a n*gga touched a stack (I did)
Stacked up on the E, it wasn't no lookin' back
[Chorus: AllStar JR]
Litty with chicken, me and my n*ggas all winners (Big bands)
These b*tches be trippin', me and my n*ggas all hit 'em (Blew through them hoes)
Whippin' the big one, I got it, I don't call n*ggas
Bum, just face it, got more money than y'all n*ggas, ayy (Get a package)
Litty with chicken, me and my n*ggas all winners (We all got that sh*t)
These b*tches be trippin', me and my n*ggas all hit 'em (f*cked every last one of them hoes)
Whippin' the big one, I got it, I don't call n*ggas (Skrrt)
Bum, just face it, got more money than y'all n*ggas, ayy (Woo)