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(Feat. Yung Joc) [Bridge] If ya niggas don't kno, I got a 1 track mind If it aint about money then ya wastin my time Money money money money money on my mind If it aint about money then ya wastin my time! [x2] (Yung Joc): We gettin money ova here Tell me, What it do pimpin?! Poppin bottles of that clip tell me What is you sippin? Big stacks on deck, tell me What is you tippin? Big bricks in the trunk, tell me What is you flippin? Got a big booty bitch, body built for strippin Got a big body chevy, beat bangin what grippin Keep a strap on my lap, cuz yall niggas be trippin Taps on my trap cuz yall niggas keep snitchin When I look ya in the eye I can tell you a hoe SongtexteAint smokin shit patnuh Ill sell you a O Aint front shit betta have ma mail hoe You say you want 16, I got the whole elbow 07 CL, V12 nigga.. Burnin soft leather same color as seashell nigga Moove, Bitch! Ya takin my shine Moove, Bitch! Ya wastin my time. [Bridge] x2 Im standin on the corner Im posted wit the yale I make big money.. I got clientele Light brown chevy baby look like caramel So if I do a song, guarantee them gon sell I stay fresh ta death From my shoes to ma cap And I aint talkin bout a coat when I say jock-strap. I see ya boys watchin betta watch T.V. I hit em in the head wit a bottle like im his B. So nigga please believe I got a 1-track mind You play wit ma paper I got 1 black nine. It gets sad if I have to do ya bad I aint lyin. I hit you wit that lap Oops, theres a flat line. Nd i wont be scared, nigga I aint even nervous Merk a nigga after my presence like the service.. Nigga if you aint bout money wats yo purpose? Yung JLC in this bitch wit yung dirty ya heard me? [Bridge x2] (Joc): I'm G'd up From ma feet up.. Just read up, ya whole mouth freeze up Come n please us Lookin fo a skeezuh Throw a couple dolla Big booty dick teasuh She on the speaker I'm blowin reefa Tattoo on the tittie read 'Anita' But is she wastin my time? I dont need her I know some grey cat bitches Man I get that hoe beat up I got 2 new thang kickin bukoo gang For the 1-track mind like a choo-choo train Ima real street nigga my bukoo chain my S chain can drop shit like a doo-doo stain Roll rocks in the rain Rollin block entertain See the glock is in the club I'm wit Joc in the range Fuck wit watch in the chain Fuck wit rocks in the rain Bring wallstreet ta allstreet I get the chain nigga As you know I got a 1-track mind If it aint about money then you wastin my time. Money money money money money on ma mind If it aint about money, then you wastin my time! [Bridge] (Thanks to Jess for these lyrics) Aus Songtexte Mania