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[edit]Song title: Mind on my Money

[edit]Artist name: Flo-Rida

[edit]Featuring: [nobody]

[edit]Lyrics language: English

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[Chorus - Sean Paul]
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)
I got my mind Mind on my money, money on my mind
~~(Got~~Tryin' to stack paper, countin' every little dime
Down to the penny, holla if ya hear me
I do it for the streets, yeah, I do it for my city

You know you gotta love it, hey hey
You know you gotta love it, hey hey
Stretchin' that paper long, shawty, she wanna roll
Tell me where you wanna go, girl

See don't leave home without it, out it
Money gotta have, gotta have that bank
American Express, all good
But I need that cash in my hand, point blank

Smell, it touch it, rub it
Hug it, love it
Number one subject, keep me rubbin'
G5 on the jet to Dublin

I need that money, man, people say wait
I think we cousins, no you ain't
I don't wanna break you off, I got cash to floss
You can't gank the boss with that lame game

Bank tryna count my change, change
Stretch that paper with my aim
Shoot me a stack to the brain
Rock like number one, a Lac or the Range

Rambo cash, Green Beret fame
All this bread and still I want more
All this cheese, I got the light dough
All these P's, I got the beef flow

Shawty, if you wanna roll, lil' mama let's go
My pockets is swole, get rid of your clothes
Jump up on the Hov, my mind on my ~~money, and my money on my mind)~~ dollars
You already know,I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)

[Verse 1 - Sean Paul]
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
The thing I got I sell it, to get it all the time
A nickle or a dime, a half or a pound
Long as my bitch ridin', I'll put a nigga down
I'm a playa from the jump, a hustler from the start
Something in your chest, then open up your heart
I'm bouta bet it, like Memphis 10, they get it get it
Gotta have it have it, take it all, man if they let me
I'ma run it, put somethin' on it, instead of bet it
it's that money, don't make no money, buddy I'm ready
Can I get it? it's win or lose, you know the rules
We rollin', we didn't hit it, now pay your dues

[J-Bo]
Now when it comes to gettin' that cash flow
I'm all about that paper, no credit, just straight dough
And for all who don't know, there's money out to be made
So get it while you can, and still it's just a phase
In the eyes of a hustler nigga, you'd be amazed
That time waits for no one, so God, I pray
Try hard not to fall thru life stuck unemployed
So instead I keep on livin' what's given within my void
Put a end after hours scrapin' up all my change
From quarters to dimes, as you see, this ain't no game
So pick up on your pimpin', get on it and never slip
Cuz all on my mind is my money fully gripped (fully gripped)

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 - Sean Paul]
Just call me, the money maker, bread taker
Nigga Breaker, the pocket raper, money scraper
May do me a favor, stay the fuck up out my way-a
The rock that I can take it buddy to collect my paper
That might save ya, think of no anger, no player hater
No bumpin' heads, when it come to gettin' this paper
I'm a player, runnin' wit the, hand that was dealt
Flippin' my work, ridin' the left, fully equipped
ain't fuckin' wit hoes, unless talkin 'bout bread
Duckin' these streets, givin' these strangers some head
Bringin' it back, makin' sho', my pockets swole
Workin' the streets, now they know they my hoes

[J-Bo]
I must ain't had it, I gotta get it
Nothin' to lose, shoot me a quarter, and watch me flip it
Shakin' these haters down the line, they somethin' wicked
You on a roll then pay yo' dues, then buy a ticket
Gather your cheddar 'round this world, there's nothin' better
But keep it boomin' like a system, thru any weather
Stackin' my green, that's somethin good, I'm on a mission
Trappin' hard just like I should, no penny pinchin'
And for the gold, we steady missin', and reminisin'
Buy some S, ain't even hittin', so stop yo' flippin
Cuz when I pull in all my cheese you besta know
There ain't no playin' wit my thang when you see my foe Act like ya know

I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)
I got my mind Mind on my money, money on my mind
~~(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)~~Tryin' to stack paper, countin' every little dime
Down to the penny, holla if ya hear me
I ~~got~~ do it for the streets, yeah, I do it for my mind on my money, my money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind) city

You know you gotta love it, hey hey
You know you gotta love it, hey hey
Stretchin' that paper long, shawty, she wanna roll
Tell me where you wanna go, girl

Hey, I ~~got~~ do it, do it, do it for the streets, streets
Everybody in the ghetto gotta eat
Could've bought me a Bentley GT
But I fell in love with the size of the Maybach seats

Feel like a king when I'm on South Beach
Livin' that dream with this M.O.B
Get, gettin' that cream while I travel overseas
Feelin' them beats with the face of a Queen Elizabeth

A little bit, need all my ~~mind~~ gwap, I'm lovin' it
Short to the hood, I'm thuggin' it, wifebeater off in public
Got more g's than a government from the projects
But I ain't strugglin', get it poppin', champagne bubblin'
Red carpets, wax so Southernin'

Just bought a resort and I'm on three acres
Go to New York and rock Fuscia gators
[Incomprehensible], six grand to the waiters
Fans support, I get it like the Lakers

Off of the porch where they think about paper
Don't need to fuck when I eat [Incomprehensible]
Passport says I get rent in Malaysia
All over Asia, 'cause my ~~money, my money on my mind~~
~~(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)~~
~~I got my mind~~Mind on my money, money on my mind
~~(Got~~Tryin' to stack paper, countin' every little dime
Down to the penny, holla if ya hear me
I do it for the streets, yeah, I do it for my ~~mind~~ city

You know you gotta love it, hey hey
You know you gotta love it, hey hey
Stretchin' that paper long, shawty, she wanna roll
Tell me where you wanna go, girl

Where all my NY, NY people gettin' cash
We gettin' cash, we gettin' cash, oh, we gettin' cash
Where all my LA, LA people countin' stacks
We countin' stacks, we countin' stacks, oh, we countin' cash

Where all my MIA people that's throwin' cash
We throwin' cash, we throwin' cash, oh we throwin' cash
Where all my H-Town people makin' stacks
We makin' stacks, we makin' stacks, oh, we makin' stacks

Mind on my money, and my money on my mind)
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
~~(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)~~Tryin' to stack paper, countin' every little dime
Down to the penny, holla if ya hear me
I ~~got~~ do it for the streets, yeah, I do it for my ~~mind on my money, my money on my mind~~ city
~~(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)~~
You know you gotta love it, hey hey
You know you gotta love it, hey hey
Stretchin' that paper long, shawty, she wanna roll
Tell me where you wanna go, girl

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