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Money On My Mind (Remix) [Blow]

Lil Wayne

01.01.2006

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[Chorus] Money on my mind, money on my mind Money, money on my mind Money on my mind, money on my mind Money, money on my mind So money is all I think of Money on my mind, money on my mind Money, money on my mind Money on my mind, money on my mind Money, money on my mind So money is all I think of [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] Steppin' out the motherfuckin' car They in awe I'm looking like a star, bitch When you see me make a wish Holla at ya motherfuckin' boy, J.R Birdman my pa, bitch Ball bred, born rich Dear Mr. Toilet, I'm the shit Got these other haters pissed Cause my toilet paper thick I know, but trip And that .40 make a chip Out a potato-head wimp Then, like ranch, I dip And the hustle is all muscle Just strength When it comes to that weight I don't struggle I just lift I got my hand on the game Yeah I make a grip Hundred grand in my fist Same on my wrist Get key money from a quarter Blame it on my wrist I whip coke like hoes Nigga I'm a pimp Lil nigga 'bout to rape the market If we talking 'bout money Baby, now we talking [Hook] (Money on my mind) Yeah, fuck bitches, fuck bitches, fuck bitches Get money, get money, get money (So money is all I think of) Get money, get money, fuck bitches Fuck bitches, get money Fuck bitches, get money [Verse 2: Rick Ross] 20 grand in the left Another 20 in the right Got my wallet in the back And that thing packed tight Credit cards don't need 'em All the birds won't feed 'em While I'm sitting at the table just me and family eatin' E-class on the cell; discussing another mill' Gucci Gucci bottle empty, daddy needs a refill Up in frevay I'm standing on the bar If it ain't a black truck it's a quarter million Maz' I'm in love with kush and Kate Fox If ya need anything hit the safe deposit box Outta town for a month Came home with a duffel it was one point something Getting brain and I love it Pimp, ask Khaled. Lobster salad Mobster acknowledge I'm popping in Dallas Pop collars I touch hoes like crep flow The game in a choke hold No I won't let go
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