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Mind on My Money
by Flo Rida



Mind on my money,
Money on my mind,
Trying to stack paper,
Counting every little dime,
Down to the penny
Holla if ya hear me,
I do it for the streets ya,
I do it for my city,
You know you gotta love it, hey hey
You know you gotta love it, hey hey
Stretching that paper long,
Shawty she wanna roll,
Tell me where you wanna go, girl

See don't leave home without it, out it
Money gotta have, gotta have that bank
American express, all good-ood-ood
But I need that cash in my hand point blank
Smell, it touch it, ru-ru-rub it, hug it, lu-lu-luv it
Number one subject, keep me rubbing
G-G5 on the jet to Dublin
I need that money,
Man people say wait I think we cousins
No you aint,
I don't wanna break you off, I got cash to floss
You cant gank the boss with that game-game
Bank tryna count my change-change
Stretch that paper with my aim
Shoot me a stack to the brain
Rock like number one, lac or the range
Rambo cat, with everything
All this bread and still I want more
All this cheese , I got the light dough
All these P's, I got the beef flow
Shawty if you wanna roll, lil' mama lets go
My pockets is swoll, get rid of your clothes
Your bumpin' that Hov, get none of my dollars
You already know, I got my

Mind on my money,
Money on my mind,
Trying to stack paper,
Counting every little dime,
Down to the penny
Holla if ya hear me,
I do it for the streets ya,
I do it for my city,
You know you gotta love it, hey hey
You know you gotta love it, hey hey
Stretching that paper long,
Shawty she wanna roll,
Tell me where you wanna go, girl

Do-do-do it for the streets-streets,
Everybody in the ghetto gotta eat
Couldv'e bought me a Bentley Gt,
But I fell in love with the size of the Maybach seats
Feel like a king when I'm on South Beach
Living that dream of this M.O.B.
Get-getting that cream while I travel overseas
Feeling them beats with the face of a queen
Elizabeth, a little bit
Need all my gwap, I'm loving it
Short to the hood, I'm thuggin' it
Wife beater off in public
Got more G's than a government
From the projects but I ain't struggling
Get it popping, champagne bubblin'
Rent copies, went so Southern
Just bought a resort and I'm on three acres
Go to New York and rock fuscia gators
Dance aboard, six grand to the waiters
Passport, I get it like the Lakers
Off of the porch where they think about paper
Don't need to fuck when I eat with the majors
Passport says I get rent in Malaysia
All over Asia, cause my

Mind on my money,
Money on my mind,
Trying to stack paper,
Counting every little dime,
Down to the penny
Holla if ya hear me,
I do it for the streets ya,
I do it for my city,
You know you gotta love it, hey hey
You know you gotta love it, hey hey
Stretching that paper long,
Shawty she wanna roll,
Tell me where you wanna go girl

Where all my NY-NY people getting cash, getting cash,
Getting cash, getting cash, getting cash, getting cash
Where all my LA-LA people counting stacks, counting stacks,
Counting stacks, counting stacks, counting stacks, counting stacks
Where all my MIA people that's throwing cash, throwing cash,
Throwing cash, throwing cash, throwing cash, throwing cash
Where all my H-Town people making stacks, making stacks,
Making stacks, making stacks, making stacks, making stacks

Mind on my money,
Money on my mind,
Trying to stack paper,
Counting every little dime,
Down to the penny
Holla if ya hear me,
I do it for the streets ya,
I do it for my city,
You know you gotta love it, hey hey
You know you gotta love it, hey hey
Stretching that paper long,
Shawty she wanna roll,
Tell me where you wanna go girl
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written by Hudson, Eric / Fisher, Noel C. / Dillard, Tramar
Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC