Mo' Money
R. Kelly Lyrics

That nigga let his fuckin flow go
He unleashed his rap style

Niggaz tryin to switch up the flows on niggaz
Other rappers are imitating his rap style

Hit niggaz, slip niggaz with a micky
He is attacking his opponents in a sneaky way

Drop that joint
Start the song

It's, the, remix
This is a remix version of the song

TrackMaster remix why'all, Kels and Jigga
The remixed version was done by TrackMaster, R. Kelly, and Jay-Z

Big chips with Twista why'all, get this money
They are making a lot of cash with Twista and emphasizing the importance of making money

I, heard the ballers when I pulled up to the club
He overheard the rich guys arriving at the club

Cause I'm rollin up on fo' flickers
He's arrived in a car that has four rims

Peanut-butter interior, black body
The car's color is black, while the interior is peanut butter-colored

And in case you didn't know, I be the Twista
He introduces himself as the rap artist Twista

Hundred bombs in my pockets, put your ones up
He's carrying a lot of cash and tells others to contribute as well

I hear some niggaz lookin at me for the come up
He hears some people checking him out for his wealth

Try to creep creep, I pull a gun up
He's ready to defend himself if anyone tries to sneak up on him

I put a hole in the first nigga that run up
He will shoot anyone who tries to attack him first

The ballers be Jay, are, and T
Jay-Z, R. Kelly, and Twista are the rich guys at the club

Spit it cold cause the music is a part of me
He raps with passion and pride

Can't nobody spit it fast as me
He's the fastest rapper around

Got an academy of haters comin after me
He has many people jealous of his success

I know I got what you want, I know I got what you need
He's confident that he can provide what others need/want

Come and mob to the top before you get, this, money
Get to the top with him to earn money

Pull up on the block in the alien gray Bentley
He arrives at the block in a unique gray Bentley

Full of sport modes, you never could hang with me
He's driving in sports mode, and others can't keep up with him

Just to get in early, I paid a extra 50
He paid $50 to get into the club earlier

Gettin that money my nigga
Making money is his top priority

Oh-five Chrysler, trees for the blunts
He drives a 2005 Chrysler and smokes weed

Three hoes in the back, two fiends in the front
He has three girls in the back and two drug addicts in the front

Twenty-two inch shoes, CV's in the trunk
His car has large, 22-inch rims and CV joints in the trunk

Makin dough off a style I be the best in
He makes money from his unique rap style he's the best at

Glad to be down with these two livin legends
He's honored to be friends with R. Kelly and Jay-Z

Now let me see which league I'ma invest in
He's thinking about investing in a sport's league

Rollin this cheer, put the niggaz in fear
He's smoking weed and scaring others

Makin bitches shed tears, take a look at my career
His musical career is making girls cry out of happiness

Now the shit's swell; when I get up to 70 in the Coupe
He's proud of his recent success, and he shows off his new sports car

Peep the wing when I hope out the tail - tell 'em Kel
He shows off the car's wing when he exits, and R. Kelly confirms this to others

We off up in the club, we got our hands up
They're partying with their hands up

Drinks in the club because we gettin that money my nigga
They're getting drinks and having fun while making money

We rollin 24's, open them Bentley do's
They're driving a Bentley with 24-inch rims and open doors

Got plenty hoes because we gettin that money my nigga
They have many girls with them because they're making money

Pull up to the club, chicks in the back
They arrive at the club with girls in the backseat

Some smokin on weed, some sippin Co-gnac
Some girls are smoking weed, while others are drinking cognac

Into the club, whole crew to the back
They enter the club with their friends

Super the stars make it sharp as a tack
They make themselves stand out in the club

Gotta have my forty-five inch in it
He carries his handgun with him

In the house, from the gate, twenty minutes
He made it from his house to the club in 20 minutes

Game over and I'm still not finished
Despite his success, he's still motivated to keep going

I play haters like V play tennis
He deals with haters like Venus Williams plays tennis

Livin like a motherfuckin Richie Rich nigga
He's living like a wealthy person

Got a butler for my Maybach nigga
He has a butler for his Maybach car

White linen, smokin ci-gar
He's wearing white linen and smoking cigars

Lyrics like bullets, tongue like a trigger
His rapping skills are deadly; his words are like bullets

Feelin on your booty
He's touching a girl's butt

Tryin to get one of these nice ladies
He's trying to charm a girl

to come up to my room and do, me
He wants the girl to have sex with him in his room

Have her man like who's, he
Her boyfriend will be intimidated by him

Was a pimp at birth, first ho was a nurse
He was born to be a pimp, and his first girl was his nurse

And I'ma be a pimp 'til I'm stretches in a hearse
He will be a pimp until he dies

Sometimes showbiz is the worst
The entertainment industry can be terrible

I'm blessed with "The Gift & The Curse," whoa
He's blessed with talent, but it comes with struggles

Shoot ball, now I'm off to the spa
He's going to play basketball and then go to the spa

Fresh and clean, now I'm off in the car
He's now clean and ready to go in his car

Got a date with a superstar
He's going on a date with someone famous

We take lunch, now twelve o'clock
They have lunch at noon

Hit the mall bout two o'clock
They go shopping around 2 pm

In the movies bout five o'clock
They watch a movie around 5 pm

Seven o'clock 'til nine o'clock
They do something else from 7-9 pm

we in my crib, my bed, goin non-stop
They have sex all night in his bed

This for my project niggaz, widebody Mo' sippers
This is for his friends from the projects who are drinking Moet

Pimps hustlers herb flippers, get, this, money
He's telling pimps, hustlers, and drug dealers to make money

Gettin this money switchin my whips and my kicks
He's making money and changing his cars and shoes

Like I'm just addicted to difference you pick what you want from me
He's addicted to trying new things, and others can choose what they want from him

To be a, lame with visions of riches, enter my brain
He doesn't want to be someone with riches in his imagination

Like I picture myself in deep dishes, just switchin lanes
He wants to make his dreams of owning luxury cars a reality

It's just insane, is it? I'm from the district where niggaz
He thinks it's crazy that he's living such a lavish life, considering where he came from

either in prison or pay visits like in-laws
People from his district are either in jail or visit those in jail like family

So we fend for ourself, and the wealth is in raw
People from his community make their own way and earn money the hard way

We can't help but been lost, what else gon' make that engine roar?
They didn't have many other choices in life, so they turned to making money through drugs and other illegal means

Lay back in 745, big boy cars, that's all we drive
They drive luxury cars like a 745 BMW

Into the club we get all the eyes when you gettin that money my nigga
They get attention from others in the club because they're making money