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pastor troy - mind on my money lyrics

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verse 1: pastor troy

if this is sp-ce age pimping
then i’ma work for nasa
coming up with tight -ss sh-t
cause this the pastor
creep up on ’em wit laughter
soon as she show them pearly whites
i grin back at her
cause i’m gone f-ck her -ss tonite
p-ssy be tight
but that don’t mean that it’s gone end
cause once i hit
here comes the grand opening
she hoping then that she can be my main lady
and to keep p-ssy
i smile and tell her maybe
we lounge on leather
i wonder if whether
you know i’m da playa
not the captain save a. ho
then i’m back sinking banks
while slitting swishers
lights, cameras, action
why b-tches be snapping pictures
wish ya had the lout
wish ya had the money
wish ya had that big body benz filled with hundreds
it’s funny
cause n-gg-s think just cause we got stacks
but when i was broke b-tches still rode on my lap
perhaps
the money that’s earned the game that’s learned
them hoe’s that yearn
make them p-ssy n-gg-s eat yo worm
but here’s your turn
sh-t go ahead bust shots at me
cause f-cking hoe’s and making money the priority

hook:

i got my mind on my money
i ain’t studdin’ these hoe’s (repeat 2x)
i ain’t studdin’ these hoe’s 2x

verse 2: pastor troy

a bunch of b-tches don’t bring no glory
sh-t all they bring is a f-cking bunch of lies and stories
and yeah i got a stack of stories standing weed high
and you can’t take ’em with you when a n-gg- has to die
so i say f-ck her
b-tches i try my best to duck em
i’m on the run
all these jealous motherf-cking n-gg-s
is packing guns
for fun they wanna take the air
the pastor breathe
but the sh-t does not give me a scare
they best believe
with ease i want to leave this earth
but i’ma let these m-th-f-ckers try to kill me first
let’s keep it interesting
the topics i be mentioning
h-ll and heaven walking streets with that mack 11
shot ’em with 7
pop them n-gg-s pick my sh-lls up
and run and kick ’em
tell them n-gg-s we don’t give a f-ck
and f-ck who with ’em
equitted so see me smiling to a round of applause
shot a bird at the judge
tell ’em f-ck they laws
my ball is hard as bricks
so i be d-mned if he charge me with sh-t
i’m sick as o.j.
and gonna make these hoe’s day
it’s understood
pastor troy up out this m-th-f-cker with the money and the goods

hook: 4x

i got my mind on my money
i ain’t studdin’ these hoe’s (repeat 2x)
i ain’t studdin’ these hoe’s 2x



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