MO money MO problems

Now, whos hot who not
Tell me who rock who sell out in the stores
You tell me who flopped who copped the blue drop
Who jewels got robbed whos mostly Goldie down
To the tube sock , the same ol pimp
Mase, you know aint nuttin change but my limp
Cant stop till I see my name on a blimp
Guarantee a million sales pullin all the love
You dont believe in Harlem World ***** double up
We dont play around its a bet lay it down
***** didnt know me ninety one bet they know me now
Im the young Harlem **** * with the Goldie sound
Cant no PHD *****z hold me down, Cooter
Schooled me to the game, now I know my duty
Stay humble stay low blow like Hootie
True pimp *****z spend no dough on the booty
And then ya yell there go Mase there go your cutie
I dont know what, they want from me
Its like the more money we come across
The more problems we see
I dont know what, they want from me
Its like the more money we come across
The more problems we see
Yeah, yeah, ah, ah, from the C to the A to the D D Y
Know youd 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, I know you thinkin nows when all the ballin stops
***** never home got a chrome one and a yacht
Ten years from now well still be on top
Yo, I thought I told you that we wont stop
Now whatcha gonna do when its cool
Bag a money much longer than yours
And a team much stronger than yours, violate me
This will be your day, we dont play
Mess around be D.O.A., be on your way
Cause it aint enough time here, aint enough lime here
For you to ******ne here, deal with many women but treat dimes fair
And Im bigger than the city lights down in Times ******
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I dont know what, they want from me
Its like the more money we come across
The more problems we see
I dont know what, they want from me
Its like the more money we come across
The more problems we see
Uh, uh, B.I.G., P O, P P A, no info, for the, DEA
Federal agents mad cause Im flagrant
Tap my cell and the phone in the ba*****t
My team supreme, stay clean triple beam lyrical dream
I be that cat you see at all events bent
Gats in holsters girls on shoulders
Playboy, I told ya, bein mice to me
Bruise too much, I lose, too much
Step on stage the girls boo too much
I guess its cause you run with lame dudes too much
Me lose my touch, never that if I did, aint no problem to get the gat
Where the true players at? Throw your roadies in the sky
While I give your girl the eye, player please
Lyrically, * ****z see, B.I.G. be flossin jig on the cover of Fortune
Five double oh, get the phone number your name
I got to know, I got to go got the flow down phizat, platinum plus
Like thizat, dangerous on trizack, leave your ass kizzack
I dont know what, they want from me
Its like the more money we come across
The more problems we see
I dont know what, they want from me
Its like the more money we come across
The more problems we see
I dont know what, they want from me
Its like the more money we come across
The more problems we see
Whats goin on? Whats goin on?
I dont know what, they want from me
Its like the more money we come across
The more problems we see
Whats goin on? Whats goin on?
I dont know what, they want from me
Its like the more money we come across
The more problems we see
Whats goin on? Whats goin on?
I dont know what, they want from me
Its like the more money we come across
The more problems we see