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more money, more problems, more money, more problems, more money, more problems, fuck shit what i call it, more money, more problems, more money, more problems, more money, more problems, fuck shit what i call it, gotta keep the fam close, no problem, got a nine with a beam on the bottom, if they with me then they with me then i got 'em, don't give a fuck how nobody feel about 'em, now get me hyped up, get me piped up, if you up you gettin' sliced up, it's that north side, it's that three 6, i'm comin' hard nigga, fuck that weak shit, and you can get it in the hood but you can't keep it, cause ain't nobody in the hood gon' let you keep shit, i've been up all night, fuck that sleep shit, old lady 'cross the street try'na peep shit, more money, more problems, more money, more problems, more money, more problems, fuck shit what i call it, more money, more problems, more money, more problems, more money, more problems, fuck shit what i call it, more money, more hoes, more bills, more bags, more clothes, more hills, ain't gon' lie i do it for the thrill, when i see the bill i just get the chill, fuck bitches, get money, and fuck you if you can't do shit for me, since i've been rich all the hoes say they love me, even all the hoes that used to say they wouldn't fuck me, now if i ever hit 'em back they lucky, yeah, they lucky, and i don't know 'em like that but they trust me, but i don't trust 'em though and that's just me, more money, more problems, more money, more problems, more money, more problems, fuck shit what i call it, more money, more problems, more money, more problems, more money, more problems, fuck shit what i call it, fuck shit what i call it, fuck shit what i call it
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Artist: juicy j