J. Cole - Mo Money (Interlude) lyrics
J. Cole [Jermaine Lamarr Cole] Frankfurt, Germany/Fayetteville, North Carolina, U.S. 🇩🇪 🇺🇸
[J. Cole - Mo Money Interlude lyrics]
Mo' money, blow money, show money
Party money, side ho money, dope money
New clothes money from shit
That I wrote money
So much money I don't know who stole from me
Hard to keep track I'm used
To having no money
Still broke compared to niggas with old money
I mean the type of niggas
That laugh at Hov money
Billionaires with petroleum and coal money
Probably kill they selves if
They had Cole money
Talk shit and I'ma see you like you owe money
I'm wrapping up the album
Fourth quarter I'm so money
I'm overseas looking for trees to grow money
Peter Popoff, robbing people for hope money
Prostitutes collecting that "let
Me stroke" money put up a couple dollars for
The liquor store money
Used to dread the strip club
Cause I couldn't throw money
Now the strippers give a nigga
The throat for no money
How mama gonna teach you how
To save your money
When she barely on the boat
Got stay afloat money
Blacks always broke cause we don't know money
Spend it 'fore we get it
And could never hold money
No wallets, nah, nigga we'd rather fold money
Money control niggas, white man control money
Laughing like "yeah
Yeah my nigga get your money"