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T.I. – Mind On Money lyrics

[Hook: x2]
Money on my mind, on my waist be that strap
Here to **** my grind, ****a, you dyin' in that stat
No joke ****as, I'm self made, I'm a dope dealer
In the drug game the doppest ****a
We play for keefs, we lay in sheets
These bitches don't want no broke ****a

[Verse:]
Antecinin' it be endecin' it every time
That's why I got hard on every rhyme
Hard, ****a, that's why I thank God for every line
No more invest, you demolish things while I'm barely tryin' [?]
Hard ****, bitches all on my dick, they hangin' on my Calvin Klein
I'm an outkast and I got 3000 big boys with me, ****a
Sit down and get war with me, I'm droppin' bombs out local Baghdad
And a bitch bound to get more from me
She Bread Murphy gettin' horse from me(?)
Bitches smoked weed with a gat man but neva got high
Took 10/000 feet in the sky, in an aircraft
Trappin' money, they come outta trap bad
I'm a dope boy, I sell cocaine you neva had dealt
I'm a whole brick and you a drop band
I'm a scientist and you a lab rat
Now show me where the craft at (money, ****a)
I need real cheese, I'm a fresh prince, you gotta feel me
I keep a Smith & Wesson I will squeeze
But I got Reggie Miller shooters I ain't gotta take the shot
Shamal Kensley, I'm sharp percentage when I move the white
Even said to Reggie to make mills week, ****a

[Hook: x2]
Money on my mind, on my waist be that strap
Here to **** my grind, ****a, you dyin' in that stat
No joke ****as, I'm self made, I'm a dope dealer
In the drug game the doppest ****a
We play for keefs, we lay in sheets
These bitches don't want no broke ****a

[Verse 2: Troy Ave)
Troy Ave ****a, in my blue bag, ****a
35 for the kilos, get mine at the? ****A
Pump my chips every flipper, fish scale, Mr. Flipper
Wait a minute, Floodina, I'm in the kitchen with ripper
Stuttering, goin' dummy, no other doors but the money
Get it sweeter than honey, you know how T roll ya dummy
Mobbin' deep cuz you nervous, it just be me during murders
Captain Loaf from survullance, I mean surveillance, we service
Cash business, you know, family, religion ain't dope
Ain't got my momma in snow, they made me the man and you know
I talk that **** when I flow, and it be facts
Only ****as from my blackboard, to big body bags of crack
Don't play me for no sucka, ****a, you can't afford that raffa (I know)
I made up from the dirt, made 6 figures, now I want 7
Millions, still keep me a million
I go stupider and get silly on em
Real ****a 4 real yellin' free Rum Pete on a pimp home

[Hook: x2]
Money on my mind, on my waist be that strap
Here to **** my grind, ****a, you dyin' in that stat
No joke ****as, I'm self made, I'm a dope dealer
In the drug game the doppest ****a
We play for keefs, we lay in sheets
These bitches don't want no broke ****a

[Verse 3:]
I'm a jello thief turn dirt to sticks
Say any ****, bitch please!
Came from the bottom, you make it out
Make a bad 6-16
Cut the tongues out of my **** ****as
Just thankin' this **** sweet
And I play ya dues, mr. My City
I dare young forget me
On dough I'mma flip out
Let's go scremmin' like 12 comin'
Before we go pow in the wood pow
Ye ****a really ain't know nothin'
They frontin'... With no fish to ride
I reel cash in, got the money, see?
I got good aim, I go to Baghdad, every ****a tryna front with me

[Verse 4:]
I do a **** ****a, catch a ****a empty out a clip like it ain't all that
Let em bom bom with em muthanus*a let em cope right now
Whachya thinkin'? It ain't gonna bite!
Gettin' high with a brand new bitch in a brand new car
Gettin' the same ol' brain
I'mma zone where A-Town thank yeah ****a
This here ****a ain't no game
Hey, I'mma trap till the finish
Remember me? I was standin' on the corner, I was 'posed to be in school
Know crack that we dealin'
Handle my business, get the money n' the stacks to the ceilin'
Pussy ****a, I would rather be the villain
In the Bentley with a couple hunnid mill, ride around with me
Spend to get a **** ****a bare
In here muthanus*in' heard
****A I ain't worried

[Hook: x2]
Money on my mind, on my waist be that strap
Here to **** my grind, ****a, you dyin' in that stat
No joke ****as, I'm self made, I'm a dope dealer
In the drug game the doppest ****a
We play for keefs, we lay in sheets
These bitches don't want no broke ****a



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