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letra de money on my mental - gangsta boo

[verse 1: chris travis]
move these f-ck n-ggas out the way, b-tch i’m coming through
drink-laced blunt grape, d-mn, i’m ’bout to snooze
she wake me up, like good morning your highsness
i’m getting top, higher than a mountain lion
she do whatever i say, like i’m simon
bet that n-gga be dead on arrivement
i’m a king with my feet on the horizon
and i’m hard to find like a lost license
put the bottle on the dresser, b-tch i need it
i read proverbs when i’m feeling greedy
and right now, i feel like i ain’t eatin’
so i got every f-cking right to get greedy
outta memphis, a city full of heathens
sh-t i’m one too, and i’m still breathing
i’m never in my city, but i’m always repping
never in my mind, but always second guessing
a young n-gga, with a old soul
b-tch i stay hot, that’s why i’m so cold
i’m pouring up the actavis, uh-oh
and my whip beat your -ss like a drum-roll

[hook: chris travis]
money on my mind, money on my mental
yeah your b-tch fine, but your b-tch simple
money on my mind, money on my mental
yeah your b-tch fine, but your b-tch simple
money on my mind, money on my mental
that ain’t your b-tch, f-ck n-gga that’s a rental
money on my mind, money on my mental
that ain’t your b-tch, f-ck n-gga that’s a rental
money on my mind, money on my mental
yeah your b-tch fine, but your b-tch simple
money on my mind, money on my mental
that ain’t your b-tch, f-ck n-gga that’s a rental

[verse 2: gangsta boo]
most b-tches don’t be understanding techniques
that’s what it takes to be a real one in the streets, follow me
the b, the, the, the, u, the, the, the, d
i need, give me shotgun, i smoke the sticky with no seeds
mane’ you know how i be
usually taking no sh-t from a b-tch
usually charging and breaking a trick
been there and done that, as good as it gets
when i’m in memphis i’m f-cking with chris
travis, he savage, he one of the homies
raider klan bringing the phonk that ain’t phony
connecting the dots, i’m all about money
your b-tch so basic, she so simple, she a bummy ho
i be so pretty, i’m so gangsta’, and a n-gga know
yo, i’m getting higher then them other suckers
1990’s money, legendary on these lame busta’s
i’m ’bout to cop the o two ways, sidekick
motorola just to show ’em old school real sh-t
money, money, money on my mental
it ain’t accidental that i popped up like a pimple

- gangsta boo

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