Future, Waka Flocka Flame and 2 Chainz - Mind Blown
Dirty got my mind gone
That money got my my mind blown
Dirty got my mind gone
That money got my my mind blown
Dirty got my mind gone
That money got my my mind blown
Dirty got my mind gone
That money got my my mind blown
That money got my mind blown
Money got my mind blown
Money got my mind blown blown blown blown
That money got my mind blown
Money got my mind blown
Money got my mind blown blown blown blown
The feds tapping phones so I talk in codes
The shit jumping out the gym
I ain’t talking pros
Polo on my draws, Bentley in my drive way
I was in the trap when you was on Myspace
Money on my mind state
Increase the crime rate
Pinky Ring so big you can see
It on the blind day
Car game irate, we park outside
SS on it and that’sfor south side
Outside pulling, duice and the juices
Two two cups on me, shout out to Houston
We got a problem Houston
They take on style they boostin'
They Lame Man, they hoes knew it
They lame man, they hoes knewit
Dirty got my mind gone
That money got my my mind blown
Dirty got my mind gone
That money got my my mind blown
Dirty got my mind gone
That money got my my mind blown
Dirty got my mind gone
That money got my my mind blown
That money got my mind blown
Money got my mind blown
Money got my mind blown blown blown blown
That money got my mind blown
Money got my mind blown
Money got my mind blown blown blown blown
Future - Billie Jeanreincarnated
You bitch be too fascinated
With my conversation
Get a load of me, and u hallucinatin
I’m hypnotizin ladies I got em in the matrix
Switch with the youngs go put the lama
Go put your camera
Never blend in cause I always stand out
You not came up
Brought the swag I got some benz up
Have two cups of dirty
My necklace on the birdy
And I ball for the Hall
Of Fame - James Worthy!
And I’m drinking on Magic
(why that?) Yellow & Purple
You can have a sip, if you gettin thirsty
Dirty got my mind gone
That money got my my mind blown
Dirty got my mind gone
That money got my my mind blown
Dirty got my mind gone
That money got my my mind blown
Dirty got my mind gone
That money got my my mind blown
That money got my mind blown
Money got my mind blown
Money got my mind blown blown blown blown
That money got my mind blown
Money got my mind blown
Money got my mind blown blown blown blown
My man gone hard, I go harder
Bust it for me baby girl, do the miss Parker
She super thick, my little college chick
Is she down the kiss another girl
She with that freaky shit
Flex, I must admit show my ass like
My breaks down when I’m on public
I’ll be ballin bitch i’m walking liqd
(SQUADDDD) , sixty on my wrist
Hundred on my neck screaming bitch
I got that check
Stop playing with em, girl back it off
Drop you bands on yo foreheads, stack it up
Waka flocka hand a vip that
Bitch is acting up
Acking up, acking up, acking up, stacking up
Written by:
Daryl Jones, Joseph Jonas, Justin Tranter, Oscar Goerres, Oscar Holter, Paul Shelton
Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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