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Yeah
Money on my mind
Money on my mind
Money on my mind
Money money on my mind
Money on my mind
Money on my mind
Money money on my mind
So money is all I think of
Money on my mind
Money on my mind
Money on my mind
Money money on my mind
Money on my mind
Money on my mind
Money money on my mind
So money is all I think of
Steppin' out the motherfuckin' car they in awe

I'm lookin' like a star bitch when you see me make a wish
Holla at ya motherfuckin' boy J.R.
Bird man my pa bitch ball bred born rich
Dear Mr. Toilet I'm the shit
Got these other haters pissed 'cause my toilet paper thick
I know but trip and that forty make a chip
Out a potato head wimp and like ranch I dip
And the hustle was all muscle just strength
When it comes to that weight I don't struggle I just lift
I got my hand on the game yeah, I make a grip
Hundred grand in my fist same on my wrist
Get key money from a quarter blame it on my wrist
I whip coke like hoes nigga I'm a pimp
Lil' nigga 'bout to rape the market
If we talkin' 'bout money baby now we talkin'
Money on my mind
(Yeah)
Money on my mind
(Fuck bitches)
Money on my mind
(Fuck bitches)
Money money on my mind
(Fuck bitches)
Money on my mind
Money on my mind
(Get money)
Money money on my mind
(Get money)
So money is all I think of
(Get money)
Money on my mind
(Yeah)
Money on my mind
(Get money)
Money on my mind
(Fuck bitches)
Money money on my mind
Money on my mind
(Fuck bitches)
Money on my mind
(Get money)
Money money on my mind
(Fuck bitches)
So money is all I think of
(Get money)
Yeah, nigga get it in a slump if you know how
In the heart of the summer we need a snow plow
What you know 'bout that baby it's yo time
Coke transactions on the phone we call it blow job
Too fast for the feds too cocky for the cops
Had to ditch my old bitch gettin' sloppy wit the pots
Hoppin' off the boat meetin' papi at the docks
He tell me I'm gainin' weight I tell him I'm gettin' paid
Money over bitches I'm yellin' it to the grave
Developed at a young age go after what pays
These Cabana sunshades block the sun rays
I drop a car note in the mall on the first day
I gotta get it even if it's in the worst way
That cake like it's it's my birthday
New Orleans my birthplace ya heard me
Where moneys more important than the person, nigga
Money on my mind
(Yeah)
Money on my mind
(Fuck bitches)
Money on my mind
(Fuck bitches)
Money money on my mind
(Fuck bitches)
Money on my mind
Money on my mind
(Get money)
Money money on my mind
(Get money)
So money is all I think of
(Get money)
Money on my mind
(Yeah)
Money on my mind
(Get money)
Money on my mind
(Fuck bitches)
Money money on my mind
Money on my mind
(Fuck bitches)
Money on my mind
(Get money)
Money money on my mind
(Fuck bitches)
So money is all I think of
(Get money)
Twistin' up a blunt thinkin' 'bout my next dollar
I'm diggin' in the game tryna get some money out her
I'm so vain it's a problem
It ain't a stain on these Pradas I'm just bein' modest
Got me a goddess sure how to divide it
She still down and she don't get none of the profit
We around the city let the tints hide me
Thats a cold muthafucker whoever inside it
Forever symbolizing the grind it don't walk to you
I make it run like horses do
Giddy up baby if you got it then hit 'em up baby
I know it's crazy but I can't get enough baby
I love it, I fuckin' love it
I'm a self made millionaire fuck the public
Ridin' to myself 'cause I don't fuck with nothin'
Pistol on my lap on the way to the money
Money on my mind
(Yeah)
Money on my mind
(Fuck bitches)
Money on my mind
(Fuck bitches)
Money money on my mind
(Fuck bitches)
Money on my mind
Money on my mind
(Get money)
Money money on my mind
(Get money)
So money is all I think of
(Get money)
Money on my mind
(Yeah)
Money on my mind
(Get money)
Money on my mind
(Fuck bitches)
Money money on my mind
Money on my mind
(Fuck bitches)
Money on my mind
(Get money)
Money money on my mind
(Fuck bitches)
So money is all I think of
(Get money)

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MisterWives was formed in 2012 where the three New York natives set out to produce, and perform their independently composed music. Their sound has been described as indie-pop-soul and has been well received in some of New York’s most notable venues. The core members include Mandy Lee (vocals/keys) William Hehir (bass) and Etienne Bowler (drums). Their live set incorporates other musicians that contribute sax, trumpet, guitar, and strings to their well-rounded sound. The band is currently working on their EP that will be released in the spring of 2013.

Read more about MisterWives on Last.fm.


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