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damedot, killa twan & g-5 - money on my mind lyrics

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[intro]
in the benz with my jewelry on
up out the crib, i gotta put it on
hey, money on my mind, what i’m finna do?
are you in the mafia?
i would say talk back, we gon’ close them curtains

[chorus]
ayy, ridin’ through the city in the benz with my jewelry on
when i step up out the crib, i gotta put it on
i got money on my mind, what i’m finna do?
got a bad b+tch with me, she get money too
ridin’ through the city in the benz with my jewelry on
when i step up out the crib, i gotta put it on
i got money on my mind, what i’m finna do?
got a bad b+tch with me, she get money too

[verse 1: damedot]
ridin’ through the city in the benz with the curtains open
let a n+gga say my name in vain, we gon’ close his curtains
i ain’t seen the movie, but i swear i love the color purple
b+tch, once you let a n+gga hit, we can’t go no further
walk like a p, talk like a p
it’s a loss losing me, i’m caught up in these streets
when i’m caught up in my feelings, i think about spinning
batter young in the whip, i put the child lock on the windows
got a bad b+tch with me, she get money too
she do lean, she got drip, she got amiri too
she too busy feelin’ me, how she feelin’ you?
i got money on my mind, what i’m finna do? boy
[chorus]
ayy, ridin’ through the city in the benz with my jewelry on
when i step up out the crib, i gotta put it on
i got money on my mind, what i’m finna do?
got a bad b+tch with me, she get money too
ridin’ through the city in the benz with my jewelry on
when i step up out the crib, i gotta put it on
i got money on my mind, what i’m finna do?
got a bad b+tch with me, she get money too

[verse 2]
zigzaggin’ in and out of traffic
black benz with the feet to match it
red la fitted on, but i don’t do no capping
i’m with another n+gga ratchet, rollin’ with my ratchet
diamonds shinin’ on my ears, neck, and wrist
big timing like stunna and manny fresh in this b+tch
i’m off the drank and some percs, yeah, i’m lit
never slippin’, the fn got thirty in this b+tch
big bag on me, but i need some more dollars
you ain’t talkin’ ’bout no money, i’ll holler
you broke n+ggas need to get your guap up
i’m a big dog and we don’t f+ck with the chihuahuas

[chorus]
ayy, ridin’ through the city in the benz with my jewelry on
when i step up out the crib, i gotta put it on
i got money on my mind, what i’m finna do?
got a bad b+tch with me, she get money too
ridin’ through the city in the benz with my jewelry on
when i step up out the crib, i gotta put it on
i got money on my mind, what i’m finna do?
got a bad b+tch with me, she get money too
ridin’ through the city in the benz with my jewelry on
when i step up out the crib, i gotta put it on
i got money on my mind, what i’m finna do?
got a bad b+tch with me, she get money too
ridin’ through the city in the benz with my jewelry on
when i step up out the crib, i gotta put it on
i got money on my mind, what i’m finna do?
got a bad b+tch with me, she get money too



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