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Westside Buddah - Money on My Mind Lyrics

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Westside Buddah - Money on My Mind Lyrics
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Real as they come, yeah they know what I'm bout
Bout my respect, give a f*ck bout some clout
I need a check, give a f*ck bout a bitch
I'm as solid as they come, give a f*ck bout some drip
Money on my mind, what the f*ck been on yours
Chivalry been dead they don't just open no doors
They know I'm the one, but y'all gon see them 4's
And I ride for my squad like I ain't got know choice
Been gifted with this rap, I recognize the blessing
Know the job ain't done if moms still stressing
Increase the income, know the bills wont lessen
It's still all on me boy, no question
I don't answer no questions, I don't make no statements
Somewhere between patience and if I want it I take it
When the pressure set in that's when they all get so anxious
I'm still locked in since my feet hit the pavement
I'm not a street nigga I'm a hood nigga
Salt, pepper, ketchup on my wings that's a good dinner
Dont forget the hot sauce, yo bitch gon take her top off
And ride through the city while my niggas making drop offs
Niggas making noise, now niggas getting quiet
Niggas sit calm, now we flyer than the pilots
If niggas throw dirt tell them motherf*ckers pile it
We them ones that's gon do it, y'all the ones that's gon try it wassup
Real as they come, yeah they know what I'm bout
Bout my respect, give a f*ck bout some clout
I need a check, give a f*ck bout a bitch
I'm as solid as they come, give a f*ck bout some drip
Money on my mind, what the f*ck been on yours
Chivalry been dead, they don't just open no doors
They know I'm the one, but y'all gon see them 4's
And I ride for my squad like I ain't got know choice
Its money on my mind nigga
If it ain't about a dollar get the f*ck up off my line nigga
Need food up on my plate nigga
Tryna get straight to the cake and drop a M off in the bank nigga
I ain't worried they business, need my own business
Tunnel vision with the dreams, I just go and get it
Get on the grind then make sure the bros do the same
They only love you when you up man these hoes is lame
I put that pussy on standby, make sure they wait
Know they goal be the glitter let em take the bait
If I was down and she around then it ain't no debate
Cuz its value in the real and we don't do the fake
Imma get it out the mud for they put me in the dirt
They counting yo pockets just to put you on a shirt
They stick script so them niggas popping percs
I just stick to this script watch this motherf*cker work
Real as they come, yeah they know what I'm bout
Bout my respect, give a f*ck bout some clout
I need a check, give a f*ck bout a bitch
As solid as they come, give a f*ck bout some drip
Money on my mind, what the f*ck been on yours
Chivalry been dead, they don't just open no doors
They know I'm the one but y'all gon see them 4's
And I ride for my squad like I ain't got know choice
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Real as they come, yeah they know what I'm bout
Bout my respect, give a f*ck bout some clout
I need a check, give a f*ck bout a bitch
I'm as solid as they come, give a f*ck bout some drip
Money on my mind, what the f*ck been on yours
Chivalry been dead they don't just open no doors
They know I'm the one, but y'all gon see them 4's
And I ride for my squad like I ain't got know choice
Been gifted with this rap, I recognize the blessing
Know the job ain't done if moms still stressing
Increase the income, know the bills wont lessen
It's still all on me boy, no question
I don't answer no questions, I don't make no statements
Somewhere between patience and if I want it I take it
When the pressure set in that's when they all get so anxious
I'm still locked in since my feet hit the pavement
I'm not a street nigga I'm a hood nigga
Salt, pepper, ketchup on my wings that's a good dinner
Dont forget the hot sauce, yo bitch gon take her top off
And ride through the city while my niggas making drop offs
Niggas making noise, now niggas getting quiet
Niggas sit calm, now we flyer than the pilots
If niggas throw dirt tell them motherf*ckers pile it
We them ones that's gon do it, y'all the ones that's gon try it wassup
Real as they come, yeah they know what I'm bout
Bout my respect, give a f*ck bout some clout
I need a check, give a f*ck bout a bitch
I'm as solid as they come, give a f*ck bout some drip
Money on my mind, what the f*ck been on yours
Chivalry been dead, they don't just open no doors
They know I'm the one, but y'all gon see them 4's
And I ride for my squad like I ain't got know choice
Its money on my mind nigga
If it ain't about a dollar get the f*ck up off my line nigga
Need food up on my plate nigga
Tryna get straight to the cake and drop a M off in the bank nigga
I ain't worried they business, need my own business
Tunnel vision with the dreams, I just go and get it
Get on the grind then make sure the bros do the same
They only love you when you up man these hoes is lame
I put that pussy on standby, make sure they wait
Know they goal be the glitter let em take the bait
If I was down and she around then it ain't no debate
Cuz its value in the real and we don't do the fake
Imma get it out the mud for they put me in the dirt
They counting yo pockets just to put you on a shirt
They stick script so them niggas popping percs
I just stick to this script watch this motherf*cker work
Real as they come, yeah they know what I'm bout
Bout my respect, give a f*ck bout some clout
I need a check, give a f*ck bout a bitch
As solid as they come, give a f*ck bout some drip
Money on my mind, what the f*ck been on yours
Chivalry been dead, they don't just open no doors
They know I'm the one but y'all gon see them 4's
And I ride for my squad like I ain't got know choice
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Writer: Pernell Robinson
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Westside Buddah Money on My Mind Video


Performed By: Westside Buddah
Language: English
Length: 3:19
Written by: Pernell Robinson

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