[Chorus - Paul] I got my mind on my money, my on my mind (Got my mind on my money, and my on my mind) I got my mind on my money, on my mind (Got my mind on my money, and my on my mind) I got my mind on my money, my on my mind (Got my on my money, and my money on my mind) I got my mind on my money, my money on my (Got my mind on my money, and my on my mind)
1 - Sean Paul] I got my on my money, my money on my mind The thing I got I it, to get it all the time A nickle or a dime, a half or a Long as my bitch ridin', put a nigga down I'm a from the jump, a hustler from the start in your chest, then open up your heart I'm bouta bet it,like Memphis 10, get it get it have it have it, take it all, man if they let me Ima run it, put on it, instead of bet it It's money, don't make no money, buddy I'm ready Can I get it? It's win or lose, you know the We rollin', we didn't hit it, now pay dues
Now when it comes to gettin' that cash I'm all about paper, no credit, just straight dough And for all who don't know, there's money out to be So get it while you can, and still it's a phase In the eyes of a hustler nigga, be amazed That time waits for no one, so God, I Try hard not to fall life stuck unemployed So instead I keep on livin' what's given within my Put a end after scrapin' up all my change From quarters to dimes, as you see, this no game So pick up on your pimpin', get on it and never 'cause all on my is my money fully gripped (fully gripped)
[Verse 2 - Sean call me, the money maker, bread taker Nigga Breaker, the pocket raper, money May do me a favor, stay the fuck up out my The that I can take it buddy to collect my paper That might ya, think of no anger, no player hater No bumpin' heads, when it come to this paper I'm a player, runnin' wit the, hand that was Flippin' my work, ridin' the left, fully ain't wit hoes, unless talkin 'bout bread these streets, givin' these strangers some head Bringin' it back, sho', my pockets swole Workin' the streets, now they know they my
I must had it, I gotta get it Nothin' to lose, me a quarter, and watch me flip it these haters down the line, they somethin' wicked You on a roll then pay yo' dues, buy a ticket Gather your cheddar 'round this world, nothin' better But keep it boomin' like a system, any weather Stackin' my green, that's somethin good, I'm on a Trappin' just like I should, no penny pinchin' And for the gold, we steady missin', and Buy some S, even hittin', so stop yo' flippin when I pull in all my cheese you besta know There no playin' wit my thang when you see my foe Act like ya
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