Broke (feat. Stevie Wonder & Keith Urban)

Mo' money,  mo', mo' money

Mo' money, mo' problem, babe

Oh yeah

If i was flipping burgers on the night shift

Would you choose me?

Would you let me take you home if I drove a hooptie?

'Cause every time I see you

I be screamin', Hallelujah

But you're all about the Benjamins

I see right through ya

I'm still gonna get stoned

So you could go ahead and break your bones

'Cause all I've ever been told

Mo' money, mo' problems so, I'd rather be broke

And all my people say, whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh

And all my people say, whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh

Mo' money, mo' problems, so I'd rather be broke

She just wants one thing

My love ain't enough

I was so busy tryna make the shit last

That I didn't notice she was kissin' my cash

'Cause every time I see you

I be screamin', Hallelujah

But you're all about the Benjamins

I see right through ya

I'm still gonna get stoned

So you could go ahead and break your bones

'Cause all I've ever been told

Mo'money, mo' problems, so, I'd rather be broke

And all my people say, whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh

And all my people say, whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh

Mo' money, mo' problems so, I'd rather be broke

Whatcha gon' do when you're outta favors?

Are you gonna chase this paper?

What you gonna do when the good Lord age ya?

Are you gonna chase this paper?

'Cause all I've ever been told

Mo'money, mo' problems, so, I'd rather be broke

Mo'money, mo' problems, so, I'd rather be broke

Mo' money, mo', mo' money

Mo' money, mo', mo' problems, babe

Mo' money, mo', mo' money

Mo' money, mo', mo' problems, babe

Mo' money, mo' problems, so I'd rather be broke