26 lyrics for "(Mo, mo, mo, money on my mind)"

Jealous niggas I despise, look in my my eyes We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on on the rise We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on on the rise A military mind mind, nigga A military mind mind mean money money A criminal grind, nigga A criminal grind mean hustle Now can your mind mind
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Can't help but think about the situation Tryna get to see but my my mind's racing Only got each other we can turn to Lying here, I know they'll never break you free You ain't got no money, I ain't got no time All these faces lookin' funny when I'm drivin'
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(Money on on my mind mind) (Money money money on my my mind) (Money on on my mind mind) Fuck bitches, get money (Mo, Mo, mo, mo, mo, mo, money on on my mind mind) Yeah, fuck bitches, fuck bitches, fuck bitches Get money, get money, get money, yeah (So money money is all I think of) Get money, fuck bitches
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Fuck fake friends, we don't need 'em And I ain't got the time, money on on my mind mind Only thing they're good for is leaving I'll say it to your face, fuck fake friends I've had it up to the ceiling Is there anybody real out here? Got my my middle, middle up
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And I got all the drugs in the world that you need We get high to pass time but bitch I ain't no fiend I got money money on my my mind, I be stacking my my green Shawty said she like my my style, I be dripping with ease Please don't send me naked pictures, I don't like
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Money on on my mind mind I do it for the love I do it for I don't have No money money on my my mind When I go home I tend to close the door I never wanted more So sing with me
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We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby And you better bring your whole crew Yes any time you want to All this money money got my my mind gone Yeah! This that '63 AMG Ghost music This that Ace of Spade, Belair, let's toast music Nigga let's
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