Mo money mo problems
The Notorious B.I.G. Feat. Mase & Puff Daddy Lyrics
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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?
You tell me who flopped, who copped the blue drop?
Who's mostly Dolce down to the tube sock?
The same old pimp, Ma$e
You know ain't nothin' change but my limp
Can't stop 'til I see my name on a blimp
Guarantee a million sales, call it love or luck
You don't believe in Harlem World, nigga, double up
We don't play around, it's a bet, lay it down
Niggas didn't know me '91, bet they know me now
I'm the young Harlem nigga with the Goldie sound
Can't no Ph.D. niggas hold me down
Cudda schooled me to the game, now I know my duty
Stay humble, stay low, blow like Hootie
True pimp niggas spend no dough on the booty
And then you yell, "There go Mase", there go your cutie
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
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
I know you thinkin' now, "When all the ballin' stops?"
Nigga never home, gotta call me on the yacht
10 years from now we'll still be on top
Yo, I thought I told you that we won't stop
Now what you gon' do with a crew that got money much longer than yours
And a team much stronger than yours?
Violate me, this'll be your day, we don't play
Mess around, be D.O.A. be on your way
'Cause it ain't enough time here
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
Yeah, yeah, yeah
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
It's like the more money we come across (uh)
The more problems we see (uh)
B-I-G P-O-P-P-A
No info for the DEA
Federal agents mad 'cause I'm flagrant
Tap my cell and the phone in the basement
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, mere mics to me
Bruise too much, I lose too much
Step on stage, the girls boo too much
I guess it's 'cause you run with lame dudes too much
Me lose my touch? Never that
If I did, ain't no problem to get the gat
Where the true players at? Throw your Rollies in the sky
Wave 'em side to side and keep your hands high
While I give your girl the eye, player, please
Lyrically, niggas see B.I.G be flossin'
Jig on the cover of Fortune, 5-double-O
Here's my phone number, your man ain't got to know
I got the dough, got the flow down pizat
Platinum plus like thizat
Dangerous on trizacks leave your ass flizat
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
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
The more problems we see
What's going on? (Oh, what's going on?)
Somebody tell me (what's going on?)
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
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
The more problems we see
I don't know what they want from me
It's like the more money we come across
The more problems we see
The lyrics to The Notorious B.I.G.'s "Mo Money Mo Problems" point to the challenges that come with success and wealth. The song narrates on the struggles faced by successful rappers, such as Biggie Smalls, as they navigate the complexities of becoming rich and famous. In the first verse, Biggie highlights the trap of materialism that comes with success. He questions who among his peers is still relevant and successful while acknowledging that much of what makes them famous is their image, essentially posing rhetorical questions on the state of fame.
The second verse speaks directly to Biggie's success and his own struggles with newfound wealth. He speaks confidently about his position in the industry, pointing out that he is on top and nobody else can touch him. He points out that the reason others may be jealous of him is that he has more money, women, and fame than they do.
The third verse reveals Biggie's darker side, hinting at the criminality and violence that surrounded him. He asserts his dominance over federal agents and continues to flaunt his success and power while skirting around the law. However, the final outro highlights the possibility that all this success could lead to an eventual downfall, with Biggie asking "what's going on?" and wondering what they want from him.
Overall, "Mo Money Mo Problems" shows the pitfalls of wealth and fame, highlighting the challenges that come with success and the emptiness of materialism.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm coming out
I'm making a comeback
Now, who's hot, who not?
Who's popular and who's not?
Tell me who rock, who sell out in the stores?
Who's successful in the music industry?
You tell me who flopped, who copped the blue drop?
Who failed and who bought an expensive car?
Whose jewels got rocks?
Who has expensive jewelry?
Who's mostly Dolce down to the tube sock?
Who wears a lot of designer clothing?
Can't stop 'til I see my name on a blimp
I won't stop until I become even more famous
Guarantee a million sales, call it love or luck
I'm confident I'll sell a million records
We don't play around, it's a bet, lay it down
We're serious about making money, let's make a bet
Niggas didn't know me '91, bet they know me now
People didn't know my name in 1991, but they definitely know me now
I'm the young Harlem nigga with the Goldie sound
I'm a successful rapper from Harlem with a unique sound
Can't no Ph.D. niggas hold me down
Smart people can't stop my success
Cudda schooled me to the game, now I know my duty
Someone taught me how to succeed in the music game
Stay humble, stay low, blow like Hootie
Stay humble and keep making great music
True pimp niggas spend no dough on the booty
Real players don't spend money on women
And then you yell, "There go Mase", there go your cutie
When people see me, they also notice the attractive women around me
I don't know what they want from me
I don't know what people expect from me
It's like the more money we come across
As we make more money
The more problems we see
We encounter more challenges and obstacles
I'm the D to the A to the D-D-Y
I'm Daddy, the one in charge
Know you'd rather see me die than to see me fly
You're envious of my success
I call all the shots
I'm in control
Rip all the spots, rock all the rocks, cop all the drops
I buy all the expensive things
Nigga never home, gotta call me on the yacht
I'm always on vacation
10 years from now we'll still be on top
We'll still be successful in 10 years
Yo, I thought I told you that we won't stop
I already said we're not going to quit
Now what you gon' do with a crew that got money much longer than yours
What will you do when you're competing against the wealthy people on my team?
And a team much stronger than yours?
My team is more powerful than yours
Violate me, this'll be your day, we don't play
If you cross me, you'll regret it
Mess around, be D.O.A. be on your way
Don't mess with me or you'll be dead
'Cause it ain't enough time here
There's not enough time to waste
Ain't enough lime here for you to shine here
Not everyone can be successful in this industry
Deal with many women but treat dimes fair
I have a lot of women, but I treat them well
And I'm bigger than the city lights down in Times Square
I'm a big deal
B-I-G P-O-P-P-A
I'm Big Poppa
No info for the DEA
I'm not telling the police anything
Federal agents mad 'cause I'm flagrant
The government is angry with me
Tap my cell and the phone in the basement
The police are listening to my phone calls
My team supreme, stay clean
My team is the best and we don't get in trouble
Triple beam lyrical dream, I be that
I'm an incredibly talented rapper
Cat you see at all events bent
I'm always at parties and I'm drunk
Gats in holsters, girls on shoulders
We have guns and women around us
Playboy, I told ya, mere mics to me
I'm a natural at rapping
Bruise too much, I lose too much
I get in fights and it hurts my success
Step on stage, the girls boo too much
Women are jealous of my success
I guess it's 'cause you run with lame dudes too much
You're not successful because you're hanging out with losers
Me lose my touch? Never that
I'll never lose my talent
If I did, ain't no problem to get the gat
I'll always have a gun
Where the true players at?
Where are the other successful people?
Throw your Rollies in the sky
Put your expensive watches in the air
Wave 'em side to side and keep your hands high
Move your watches back and forth while keeping your hands up
While I give your girl the eye, player, please
I'm looking at your girl, don't get jealous
Lyrically, niggas see B.I.G be flossin'
People recognize my great lyrics
Jig on the cover of Fortune, 5-double-O
I was on the cover of a magazine called Fortune
Here's my phone number, your man ain't got to know
Call me, but don't tell your boyfriend
I got the dough, got the flow down pizat
I have the money and the skills
Platinum plus like thizat
My music is very popular
Dangerous on trizacks leave your ass flizat
I'm successful and better than my competitors
What's going on? (Oh, what's going on?)
What's happening?
Somebody tell me (what's going on?)
Can someone explain what's happening?
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Christopher Wallace, Sean Combs, Mason Betha, Bernard Edwards, Steve Jordan, J Phillips, Nile Gregory Rodgers
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@grundy333
If you listening to this in 2023... RESPECT !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
@inutyounuteveryonenuts
Shit I'm 5 days late
@chiara1194
Hip Hop Evolution brought me here.
@slushu_6865
No, I’m listening to this in the reprombter of 3069
@dmv.michael3947
Len Martin ✅
@solofire2708
Yep im bumping this shit, i was a kid when this song came out and i still love it
@boringlyawesum
respect to mase for getting out of the industry with his soul and virgin booty intact.
@bnr.1998
Lmaaaoooo
@jvmh7949
Sure....
@mikenogozones
he knew that something wasn't right