Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mo Money , by - Yo Gotti. Release date: 26.08.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Mo Money |
| Ayyyyyyy |
| So icy entertainment |
| Young juice |
| Ayyy producing pitburg, boy ayyy, oh 8 2 rida, where my h2o rida, |
| ohh aint that rhyme? |
| So ICY ENTERTAINMENT!!. |
| Boy hot boy, I think I need I side jump, dont hit me on that sidekick, |
| cause I dont need a dodgecharge, |
| Shy turkie turkie, bake it ass with yo wife cook me, fold it in your favorite |
| chair, |
| Now she got some good pussy, red pussy, throw that pussy, get money, high money, |
| shawty getting good money, what they got a big diamond? |
| Young money, fun money, naw this aint young money, sign you in a friction boy, |
| juice got his own money, |
| SO ICY E.N.T, gucci got his own company, ball money, mall money, |
| yall making small money, |
| Bite on my lyrics nigga, think it`s yo money, blow money, dro money dro money, |
| mo money, flow money, mo money |
| Gucci Gucci Juicemane (haha) ya niggaz aint gettin no money man |
| I’m on my C.E.O shyt right now mane, what it do juicemane? |
| You know we got 60 dollar weekend? |
| quarter a months, million a quart, |
| thats crazy man, 3−04 man, you know what I mean, |
| My niggaz know what I’m talking about, h. |
| r 4 chise sees rain, na what I mean, |
| eight hundreds so |
| I’ma do me as low who the fuckin man, walking with a waddle and we still |
| popping bottles man, |
| Sex-in the carbaby, girl bit my sex better, 9 mane mayweather, |
| But I wrote Keyshia a love letter (go) you aint baggy baby babyshake yo bootyme, |
| Mane call nobody king nigga I’m the king, in the pen for a murder I am not a |
| murder, |
| Nigga try to murder me, why I’m in the county for? |
| Shout out to my nigga Killer Mike for that body rock, set gucci mane chain, |
| I’m a make your party-started, |
| So icy boy packa boy, we can make party rough, rain T-pain dont try me with |
| that sissy stuff sissy ass nigga, (ha!) |
| I am mr. |
| P-E-R-F-E-C-T |
| Get on these nuts yea so icy boy, jucieman, I am mr. |
| game root-pocket, |
| I screw with american girls so icy ass, |
| After this and this get off our fucking dicks, is GUCCIII!!! |
| (Hood rich bitch Hood rich) |
| I love trap girls, I dont want bus it baby, I dont have a bucket baby, |
| wanna scare on my mercedez, |
| Stuck on glits on humma truck, go ride on my junie baby, think play with cha, |
| go to our future Katy, |
| They wanna a murder me, next thing you know my new nocatti, 4 5 in my |
| pocketscreen, I dont wanna hug nobody, |
| See no evil hear no evil, later I see dead people, watch out scaring people so |
| I call it mr. |
| creeper creeper. |
| Boy hot I’m still stinging hot, I’m mr. |
| perfect this the album, Gucci Mane mr. |
| perfect, |
| A plusses on our report card, on E. A on my father report |
| This the album baby, big shit poppin, I’m talking to you like its a mixtape, |
| you feel, I’m treat this shyt like a mixtape |
| Album shyt man, juiceman niggas so icy boys (Gucci King!) |