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Mind on My Money
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Busta Rhymes
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I got my mind on my money and I'm not going away So keep on getting your paper Now behold it's your excellence C.I.T.C.O., forward slash president East side resident, it's oh so evident Brinx Billy ride cousin, black on black phantom, 26's on the side of em Ninas on the side of em, goonies on the side of em Anybody get it boy be careful on the side of them These n***as'll bury you, guns, no serial Money hungry honey with me when they holla she gonna carry you Flyer than a aеrial, vehicle, gerital Sitting on my feet whеn I'm stuntin on them people I tell no fables everything tailored Fax machines, Office Max, see me for that paper You working with short bread, ain't my money long youngin' B*t*h I'm bout trappin, more digits than a phone number Different time zones on em, kill them n***as lyrically Left side of my closet, look invaded by Italy Right side Paris, left side flagging, paper is my main chick, me and money married And that's all a n***a know b*t*h, that's why these brand new n***as on my old sh*t Ayo I speak foreign languages and sh*t but the language I speak is that money language (laughs) flipmode b*t*h Brinx I like how we do the brinx truck job on these n***as homey Time after time again I like n***as and Remind n***as how I hold out on motherf**kers N***as out here fronting about they bread you can't trust it, n***a My money so stupid, call me Warren Busta Buss, n***a Glad it ain't a toss and everything about me b***ers I've been counting money so Long I see dollar signs and different colors My money is smear and smothered your money you hear me brother Been about that bread like I was broke or still in the gutter And in case you ain't know there will be no replacement And them bags of Arab Money I got stashed in the basement Face it, whenever I shine, I glisten, and whenever I talk, you listen Ain't no money getting made in these streets without my permission I keeps it drug-infested, my money is well connected It's to the point my conglomerate is well-respected You need to check my method I promise you I be the wrong n***a when it comes to my money that you ever want to mess with Grind like missionary labor, holding dignitary paper You already know my team is filled with consiglieres, we made you I don't give a f**k about your stipulation Type of bread appropriate for every situation You can tell by the jewelry sitting on my collar From the bread to the crib, I know all about the dollar
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