Puff Daddy - Shmoney Ain't A Problem (Money Ain't A Problem Remix) lyrics

They yellin', "Bobby put the crack down!" A n***a makin' money off of rap now So I had to pa** the trap down In the studio, I feel like Uncle Sam now Mama always said I was a problem kid Movin' work, I used to traffic where my mama live And I even kept them ratchets at my mama crib I had a 9, a 45 and a banana clip Pull up on a n***a with a hundred rounds Ain't no shootin' out the car, we gon' run him down I told Monte, "Have him dead before the Sun is down" Then I tell Fredricks, "Hit the club and bring a hundred out" b**h a hundred out b**h a hundred out b**h, money ain't a problem Bring them gunners out, (Blaow) Bring them gunners out b**h money ain't a problem Shawty, bust it open, bend it over, how ya feel? First they hit me up and then I got up, made a mil' And my dogs don't swap it if that package ain't sealed I ain't talkin' 'bout them Beats, but my dog slangin' pills The Pepsi and the Cola, crocs and the cobra Artist and promoter, pull the Phantom and the boat up Like haan Mr. Chow's when we chow down Bumping B.I.G. on the G5, Soundcloud Lookie here, baby, lookie here Money over everything, that's just how it is Champagne everything, caviar tears Don't be 'fraid of this money, baby, that's just how it is b**h, money ain't a problem b**h, money ain't a problem Money ain't a problem b**h, money ain't a problem I got cash, if you a bad b**h, f** with me baby, baby One time, one, one time Got a bad b**h in the back seat and she ride with me You see me shinin'! 220 on the dash, but she drivin' me crazy, crazy One time, one, one time b**h, you know you gon' ride to the top if you ride with me I'm ridin', I'm ridin', I'm ridin', baby n***a I was home sleep, that's my alibi So I don't even know who let the hammer fly I just know if it's problems, prolly down to ride So keep 'em occupied, I slick 'em while your pocket's dry When you sigh your deal, they wanna know, boy Tell 'em that I'm GS9, Coke Boy And tell 'em we brought guns for the smoke, boy My n***a French still get it by the boat, boy Say that Shmoney ain't a problem We drop a bag on 'em, top dollars And for a Cuban link collar My lil' n***a Monte go and pop yah I got shooters where you lack, I got Brooklyn on my back I got hitters out of town, I'll send 'em where you at For a Rollie or a stack, they'll fly him off his neck BLAT! I got cash, if you a bad b**h, f** with me baby, baby One time, one, one time Got a bad b**h in the back seat and she ride with me You see me shinin'! 220 on the dash, but she drivin' me crazy, crazy One time, one, one time b**h, you know you gon' ride to the top if you ride with me Yo we spendin' money and we dancin' Let's dance, come on b**h, money ain't a problem b**h, money ain't a problem Money ain't a problem b**h, money ain't a problem Forty auti' loaded, countin' paper, duckin' 12 Run up on you, blow it, that ain't nothin', I got bail A n***a came up out that bottom, yeah I'm talkin' 'bout that sewer Went and caught a lick and then I dropped that on the j**eler Bendin' corners in that 12 and sippin' brown until I hurl up Model b**hes on me down to s** me 'til I curl up p**y n***a how you feel? Money on your head I break that hundred dollar bill Slump right behind your wheel I got cash, if you a bad b**h, f** with me baby, baby One time, one, one time Got a bad b**h in the back seat and she ride with me You see me shinin'! 220 on the dash, but she drivin' me crazy, crazy One time, one, one time b**h, you know you gon' ride to the top if you ride with me Let's get this money b**h, money ain't a problem b**h, money ain't a problem Money ain't a problem b**h, money ain't a problem