Mind On My Money

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