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Money on my mind, money on my mind |
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You see, the only real money is fast money |
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And with these niggas walk around with, that's little flash money |
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Baby don't buy it |
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I know he's a ball player, but he's not gonna spend it |
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He's been poor for much too long, so trust me [Pusha T:] |
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They thought |
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I lay dead, |
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I was playing possom |
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Spot me everywhere with the 8 like |
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Kate Goslin |
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Niggas think they sit at the top, they just posturing |
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Now they hide their head like an ostrich |
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Optimus Prime and that gull wing |
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Feeling like |
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I transform, niggas still hands on |
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Whip it like a sandstorm, had the audacity to sell it in a damn prom |
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Get you higher |
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Angelo, the author of this anthems |
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Your punch lines are mere jabs, they see through |
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Like the clear glass on that coupe |
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I steer past |
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Money on my mind like my pillow is a vault |
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You niggas is soft so on that pillow's where you talk |
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Can't find it in them dealers, actresses on mattresses |
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Your real chance to loving you bachelors, |
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I laugh at them |
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Don't you know that it's money over bitches |
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Bitches love money, |
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I granting them 3 wishes, |
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Push Shout out my nigga |
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Don C, aka |
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Givenchy Don |
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C, Ya ain't even know that you got an aka did you, ahaha |
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Always in that fly shit, |
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Mike Dean wattup? |
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Brendan Or should |
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I say international |
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Brendan, Marcus |
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Paul? Refresh, yeah |
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The fear of |
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Gods in these motherfuckers |
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You can act like don't hear this shit man |
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Niggas ain't fucking with me man, no games, yeah. |
